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

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

of the kitchen, is

is a sharp contrast to the heat inside,

but shiver.

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

We’ll be there soon.”

arm. The pain is unbearable, but having Karl beside

strange balm. novelbin

intertwining with

vulnerability, it means everything.

gonna be okay,” he murmurs, shooting me a quick glance before focusing back on

a whisper. “I don’t know what

you weren’t there.”

hand, his thumb tracing comforting circles on my skin. “You don’t have to thank

just did

this moment, I know that’s not true. In my pain-induced state, I almost

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

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

and I feel the reassuring rhythm of his pulse against my fingers. The city lights

us, but inside the car, time

it?” I ask,

the concern

will take care of you,

of the engine, combined with the pain,

world outside

of Karl’s hand is a constant,

intimacy of the moment. Our shared experiences

and ingredients, have fostered a connection I

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

a depth of emotion

mere moments before the car comes to a halt. The glaring lights of the hospital

the situation

intensifies, but I grit my teeth, trying to put on a

guiding me through the automatic

emergency room are a stark contrast to the warm,

with practiced precision, their

and concern.

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

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

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

shaken up as I am, he’s

their treatment, I clutch his hand, drawing strength from