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. I’ll take Abby to

gently scoops me up, his

mixed with the aromas of the kitchen, is

to his car. The cool evening air is

but shiver.

passenger seat, buckling me in. “Just hang

We’ll be there soon.”

burnt arm. The pain is unbearable, but having Karl beside me is

strange balm. novelbin

the car, I feel his fingers intertwining with mine. It’s a simple gesture, but

vulnerability, it means everything.

be okay,” he murmurs, shooting me a quick glance

above a whisper. “I

you weren’t there.”

comforting circles on my skin. “You don’t

I just did what

that’s not true. In my pain-induced state, I almost feel as

Karl’s return to me has been nothing but one thing after another.

I’m just delirious from the pain of the burn on

feel the reassuring rhythm of his pulse

but inside the car, time seems

it?” I

the soft streetlights illuminating the concern etched on his features. “It’s not

The doctors will take care of

lapse into a comfortable silence. The hum of the engine, combined with the

state. The world outside

it all, the warmth of Karl’s hand is a constant, grounding me. Even in

intimacy of the moment.

have fostered a connection I never

him glance over at me from time to time, ensuring I’m

emotion that’s hard to

to a halt. The glaring lights of

the situation hits me

Karl helps me out of the car, the pain intensifies, but I grit my teeth, trying to put on a brave

he whispers, guiding me through

the emergency room are a stark contrast to the warm, cozy ambiance

about with practiced precision, their voices a

and concern.

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

led to a bed, the clinical environment around me a whirlwind of

out the necessary

just as shaken up as I am, he’s my

treatment, I clutch his