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.

things here. I’ll take Abby to the

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

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

out to his car. The cool evening air is a sharp contrast to the heat inside, and I

but shiver.

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

We’ll be there soon.”

arm. The pain is unbearable, but

strange balm. novelbin

fingers intertwining with mine.

vulnerability, it means everything.

okay,” he murmurs, shooting me a quick glance

a

you weren’t there.”

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

did

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

but one thing after another. Like he

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

reassuring rhythm of his pulse against my fingers. The city lights

inside the car, time seems

bad is it?” I ask, my voice

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

will take care

into a comfortable silence. The hum of the

state. The world outside becomes a

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

moment.

dishes and ingredients, have fostered a connection I never

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

of emotion that’s hard

to a halt. The glaring lights of the hospital loom

of the situation hits me full

of the car, the pain intensifies, but I grit my teeth, trying to

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

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

doctors move about with practiced precision, their voices a

and concern.

din. “She needs help.

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

stays close, filling out the necessary

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

I clutch his hand,