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.

Jake. “Handle things here. I’ll take Abby

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

kitchen, is

car. The cool evening air is a sharp contrast to the heat inside, and I can’t

but shiver.

he places me gently on the passenger seat, buckling me in. “Just

We’ll be there soon.”

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

strange balm. novelbin

with mine. It’s a simple gesture, but

vulnerability, it means everything.

murmurs, shooting me a quick glance

voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know what I would’ve done

you weren’t there.”

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

just did what anyone would

know that’s not true. In

nothing but one

it’s silly; I’m just delirious

reassuring rhythm of his pulse

but inside the car,

it?” I ask, my voice

glances over, the soft streetlights illuminating the concern etched on

take care of

of the engine, combined with

The world outside becomes

a constant, grounding me. Even in the

of the moment. Our

fostered

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

depth of emotion that’s hard

car comes to

gravity of the situation

but I

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

of the emergency room are a stark

move about with practiced precision,

and concern.

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

led to a bed,

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

tell he’s just as shaken up as I am, he’s my anchor

his hand, drawing strength from