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.

taking charge, nods to Jake. “Handle things here.

response, Karl gently scoops me up, his arms cradling me close. The scent of

of the kitchen, is oddly comforting.

carries me out to his car. The cool evening air is a sharp contrast

but shiver.

places me gently on the passenger seat, buckling me

We’ll be there soon.”

nod weakly, my gaze drifting to my burnt arm. The

strange balm. novelbin

intertwining with mine. It’s a simple

vulnerability, it means everything.

shooting me a

barely above a whisper. “I don’t know what I

you weren’t there.”

circles on my skin.

just did what

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

return to me has been nothing but one thing after another. Like

I’m just delirious from

feel the reassuring rhythm of his pulse against

us, but inside the car,

is it?” I

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

The doctors will take care of you,

of the engine, combined with the pain, lulls

The world outside becomes a hazy, unfocused

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

help but appreciate the intimacy of the moment. Our shared experiences

and ingredients, have fostered a connection I never

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

a depth of emotion that’s

before the car comes to a halt.

of the situation hits

car, the pain intensifies, but

doing great,” he whispers, guiding me through the automatic

emergency room are a stark contrast

about with practiced precision, their voices a blend of

and concern.

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

I know it, I’m being led to a bed, the clinical environment around me a whirlwind

the protector, stays close, filling out the necessary paperwork and answering

I am, he’s my anchor in

his hand,