Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 42: Through the Flames
Abby

Just as I’m leaning forward to make sense of the strange spark in the back of the oven, something

ignites.

I jump back with a yelp just as the heat nearly consumes me.

My heart races as the orange flames dance menacingly from the oven, cutting off the symphony of our

dinner rush with its threatening roar. The scent of burnt food mingles with a more acrid, electrical smell.

An electrical fire.

Panic courses through me.

“Fire! Fire in the oven!” I shout, reaching for the nearby fire extinguisher.

My fingers barely grasp the cool metal before I feel the searing heat engulf my arm. A sharp pain

lances through me, and I draw back with a sharp hiss, dropping the fire extinguisher.

My arm pulses with intense pain, the skin red and already blistering.

“Abby!” Karl’s voice cuts through the chaos, and before I know it, he’s beside me, effortlessly wielding

the extinguisher to smother the flames. Within moments, the roaring fire is reduced to a smoky whisper,

but the damage is done.

I cradle my burnt arm, biting back the tears that threaten to spill. The pain is overwhelming. My vision

blurs, and my legs feel weak. The world tilts.

“Abby, look at me,” Karl urges, his voice lined with concern. His deep brown eyes are inches away, full

of worry.

“I… I’m okay,” I manage, although the quiver in my voice betrays me. The pain isn’t subsiding, and a

nauseating mix of fear and shock swirls within me.

“You’re not okay,” he insists. “We need to get you to the hospital. Now.”

The bustling sounds of the restaurant seem distant. Whispers and murmurs of concern ripple around

us, but all I can focus on is Karl’s steady voice.

“No, the restaurant…” I begin, my thoughts fragmented. The reality of the situation hasn’t fully sunk in.

nods to Jake. “Handle things here.

for a response, Karl gently scoops me up, his arms cradling

with the aromas of the kitchen, is oddly comforting.

air is a sharp contrast to the

but shiver.

gently on the passenger seat, buckling me in.

We’ll be there soon.”

The pain is unbearable, but having

strange balm. novelbin

starts the car, I feel his fingers intertwining with

vulnerability, it means everything.

he murmurs, shooting me a quick glance before focusing back on

Karl,” I manage, my voice barely above a

you weren’t there.”

comforting circles on my skin. “You don’t have

I just did what

In

return to me has been nothing but one thing after

I needed him the most. But it’s silly; I’m just delirious from the pain of

reassuring rhythm of his

inside the car, time seems to

bad is it?” I ask, my

streetlights illuminating the concern etched on his features. “It’s

doctors will take care of you,

hum of the engine, combined with the pain, lulls

The world outside becomes a hazy,

of Karl’s hand is a constant, grounding me. Even in the throes

intimacy of the moment.

dishes and ingredients, have fostered a connection

from time to time, ensuring I’m still conscious.

of emotion that’s hard to

the car comes to a halt. The glaring lights of the hospital loom

of the situation

car, the pain intensifies, but I grit my teeth, trying

he whispers, guiding me through the

white interiors of the emergency room are a stark contrast to the warm,

with practiced

and concern.

however, cuts through the din. “She needs help. She’s

a bed, the clinical

the protector, stays close, filling out the necessary paperwork

he’s just as shaken up as I am, he’s my anchor in this moment. And

clutch his hand, drawing strength