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.

“Handle things here. I’ll take Abby to

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

aromas of the kitchen, is oddly comforting. My head rests

cool evening air is a sharp contrast to

but shiver.

on the passenger seat, buckling me in. “Just hang in

We’ll be there soon.”

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

strange balm. novelbin

with mine. It’s a simple

vulnerability, it means everything.

a quick

Karl,” I manage, my voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know what I

you weren’t there.”

circles

did what anyone

In my

to me has been nothing but one

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

and I feel the reassuring rhythm of his pulse against my

us, but inside the car, time seems

bad is it?” I ask, my

glances over, the soft streetlights illuminating the concern etched on his features. “It’s not for

The doctors will take care of you,

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

The world outside

hand is a constant, grounding me. Even in the throes

intimacy of the moment. Our shared experiences in the kitchen,

dishes and ingredients, have fostered

from time to time, ensuring I’m

depth of emotion that’s hard to

feels like mere moments before the car comes to a

of the situation hits me full

pain intensifies, but I grit my teeth,

guiding me

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

doctors move about with practiced precision, their

and concern.

the din. “She

I know it, I’m being led to a bed,

the protector, stays close, filling out

I am, he’s my anchor in this moment. And as the

clutch his hand, drawing