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.

charge, nods to Jake. “Handle things here. I’ll take Abby

a response, Karl gently scoops me up,

aromas of the kitchen, is oddly comforting.

air is a sharp contrast to the heat inside, and I can’t

but shiver.

on the passenger seat,

We’ll be there soon.”

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

strange balm. novelbin

I feel his fingers intertwining with mine. It’s a simple

vulnerability, it means everything.

murmurs, shooting me a quick glance

voice barely above a whisper. “I

you weren’t there.”

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

did

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

one thing after another.

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

and I feel the reassuring rhythm of his pulse

inside the car, time

bad is it?” I

illuminating the concern etched on his

The doctors will take

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

state. The world outside becomes a

the warmth of Karl’s hand is a constant,

moment. Our shared

dishes and ingredients, have fostered a connection I never

from time to

emotion

to a halt. The glaring lights of the

the gravity of the

out of the car, the pain intensifies, but I grit my

doing great,” he whispers, guiding me through

a stark contrast to

move about with practiced precision, their voices a blend

and concern.

voice, however, cuts through the din. “She

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

close, filling out the

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

treatment, I clutch his hand, drawing strength from