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.

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

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

aromas of the kitchen, is oddly

out to his car. The cool evening air is a sharp contrast to the

but shiver.

car, he places me gently on the passenger

We’ll be there soon.”

The pain is unbearable, but having Karl beside

strange balm. novelbin

he starts the car, I feel his fingers intertwining with mine. It’s a simple gesture, but in

vulnerability, it means everything.

be okay,” he murmurs, shooting me a quick glance

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

you weren’t there.”

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

just did

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

nothing but one thing after another.

him the most. But it’s silly; I’m

rhythm of his pulse against

inside the

bad is it?” I ask, my

concern etched on his features. “It’s not for me

take

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

state. The world outside becomes a hazy,

is a constant, grounding me. Even

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

have fostered a connection I never

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

a depth of emotion that’s hard

like mere moments before the car comes to a halt. The glaring

the gravity of the situation hits me full

the pain intensifies, but I grit my

whispers, guiding me

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

about with practiced precision, their voices a blend

and concern.

the din. “She needs

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

the protector, stays close, filling out the

I am, he’s my anchor in this

his hand, drawing