The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Chapter 89

Katrina's POV

I screamed until my voice cracked, banging on the door with what little

My eyes were filled with tears as they smoke filtered in, making it hard this rate I was going to get turned to crisp.

"Ahh!" I screamed when a lit up wood falls, leaping out of the way to pr

The flames grew larger, and the thick smoke made it hard to see anyth short, sharp gasps.

I needed my inhaler. But it was on the nightstand, and the flames had

I didn't know what to do anymore. I felt really helpless.

I fell to my knees, clutching my chest, my lungs burning as I struggled left to breath.

This was it. I was going to die here, choking on smoke and heat, and 1

No one would cry at my funeral and I doubt there's actually be anyo

Just as the darkness began to take over, I heard the sound of the doo

Did Silas come to save me? For a moment I felt relieved, if there was few more years

The heavy wood broke, and fresh air rushed into the room. Throug caring about the flames at all.

Silas? But no, that didn't seem like him. I practically didn't care abo

He closed the distance between us, pulling me closer to his body. I

"Phillip?" I rasped, barely able to speak.

He didn't respond, just wrapped a cloth around my face and scoop down. But at this moment, that didn't seem like a reasonable thing

And so I clutched his jacket tighter, letting him pull me out of the

The moment we were in the hallway, the cool air hit me like a sla chest still felt like it was caving in.

"Breathe, Katrina," Phillip said, trying to calm me down. But how my neck instinctively.

I needed to breathe but it was hard to. It felt as if I was suffocatir

Phillip cursed under his breath and set me down on the floor, se object from his pocket-a small inhaler.

"Use this!" he ordered, shoving it into my hand.

With trembling fingers, I pressed it to my lips and inhaled as d

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Katrina's POV

cracked, banging on the door with what little strength I had

they smoke filtered in, making hard for me see. The room was starting to heat up, and at this rate I was going

wood falls, leaping out of

flames grew larger, and the thick smoke made it hard to see anything.

my inhaler. But it was on the nightstand, and the flames had already swallowed that side of

do anymore.

my knees, clutching my chest, my lungs burning as I struggled to breathe. The smoke

here, choking on smoke and heat, and no one would

my funeral and I doubt

began to take over, I heard the

moment I felt relieved, if there was someone here then it meant I was going to

the haze, I saw

But no, that didn't seem like him. I practically didn't care about who it was as

to his body. The familiar face

I rasped, barely able to

I wanted to fight, to ask down. But at this moment, that didn't seem like a reasonable thing to do. And so I clutched his jacket tighter, letting him pull me out

to be let

hallway, the cool air hit me like a slap and I took

me down. But how could I? My airway felt blocked, and my hands clawed at my neck

It felt as if I was suffocating, tears filling my

and set me down on the floor, searching for something frantically. I saw him pull out an object from his pocket-a small inhaler. "Use this!" he ordered, shoving it

and inhaled as deeply as I could. The medicine hit

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relief-But the world was already spinning too

else, everything went black and

dull ache in my chest, people talking

I was in a different room, the faint smell of smoke still clinging to

body ached all over. I tried to sit up but I groaned in pain, falling back to the bed and

awake," someone asked and my eyes shot

door with her arms crossed and a smug expression on her face. "Enjoy your little stunt?"

Little stunt?

you talking about?" My voice came out

closer, her lips pulled into a thin

fire? Did you really think that would get you pity from Silas or Phillip? Pathetic." She shook her head,

fire? I barely got out alive. If Phillip hadn't saved me then I

these, but the glint in her eyes

and Silas walked in. His eyes darted around the room

to tell him that I was alright as I watched him scan my body

He asked, his eyes lingering on

sight. They had gotten burnt while I was banging against the door and now it hurts a lot. I wanted to whine, to complain about just how much it hurts, but I wasn't certain what would happen if I did. "Come on, Silas. Don't tell me you're buying her nonsense," Marie hissed, pointing a

from me to Maria, narrowing

you talking about, Maria?" he asked, his voice dropping by a