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

up, his arms

is oddly comforting. My head

The cool evening air is a sharp contrast to

but shiver.

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

We’ll be there soon.”

The pain is unbearable, but having

strange balm. novelbin

feel his fingers intertwining with mine. It’s a simple gesture, but in this moment

vulnerability, it means everything.

he murmurs, shooting me a quick glance before focusing back on

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

you weren’t there.”

squeezes my hand, his thumb tracing comforting circles on my skin.

just did what anyone

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

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

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

the reassuring rhythm of his pulse against

but inside the car, time

is it?” I ask,

soft streetlights illuminating the concern etched on his

take care of you,

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

state. The world outside

is a

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

fostered a connection I

at me from time to

a depth of emotion that’s hard

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

gravity of the

Karl helps me out of the car, the pain intensifies, but I grit

great,” he whispers, guiding me through

the emergency room are a stark contrast

with practiced precision, their voices

and concern.

cuts through the din. “She

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

filling out the necessary

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

his hand,