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

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

the aromas of the kitchen, is oddly comforting. My head

to his car. The cool evening air is a sharp contrast to the heat inside, and I can’t

but shiver.

me gently on the passenger seat, buckling me in.

We’ll be there soon.”

gaze drifting to my burnt arm. The pain is unbearable, but having Karl beside

strange balm. novelbin

starts the car, I feel his fingers intertwining with

vulnerability, it means everything.

okay,” he murmurs, shooting me a quick glance before focusing

my voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know what I

you weren’t there.”

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

did what

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

has been nothing but one thing

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

I feel the reassuring rhythm of his

us, but inside the car, time seems to

I ask, my voice

the concern etched on

doctors will take care of

silence. The hum of the

The world outside becomes

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

but appreciate the intimacy of the moment. Our shared

have fostered a connection I never

from time to time, ensuring I’m still conscious. Each

depth of emotion

moments before the car comes to a halt. The

of the

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

great,” he whispers, guiding me

white interiors of the emergency room are a stark contrast to

move about with practiced precision, their voices a blend

and concern.

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

led to a bed, the clinical environment around me a whirlwind of

close, filling out the necessary paperwork and

I can tell he’s just as shaken up as I am, he’s

treatment, I clutch his hand, drawing strength from