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

on the door

with tears as they smoke filtered in, making hard for me see. The room was

lit up wood falls, leaping out of the way to prevent it

it hard to see anything. My

was on the nightstand, and the flames had already swallowed that side

to do anymore. I

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

was it. I was going to die here, choking on smoke

funeral and I doubt there's actually be anyone

darkness began to take over, I heard the sound of the door being kicked

For a moment I felt relieved, if there was someone here then it meant I was going to live for a few more

the haze, I saw a figure stepping into the fire, not

didn't care about who it was as long

the distance between us, pulling me closer to his

barely

cloth around my face and scooped me into his arms. I wanted to fight, to ask down. But at this moment, that didn't seem

to be let

and I took in greedy breaths. But it wasn't

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

hard to. It felt as if I was suffocating, tears

for something frantically. I saw him pull out an object from his

trembling fingers, I pressed it to my lips and inhaled as deeply as I could. The medicine hit my lungs like a

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Chapter 89

a moment, I felt relief-But the

I could thank him or say anything else, everything went black and

the dull ache in my chest, people talking in hushed voices

different room, the faint smell of smoke still clinging to my hair and

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

awake," someone asked and my eyes shot

the direction of the voice and saw Maria standing by the door with her arms crossed and a smug expression on her face. "Enjoy your

Little stunt?

you talking about?" My voice came out hoarse, barely audible. I had my throat filled with

stepped closer, her lips pulled into a thin

really think that would get you pity from Silas

think I would set my own room on fire? I barely got

wanted to ask all these, but the glint in her

opened, and Silas walked in. His eyes darted around the room before they fell on

wanted to tell him that I was alright as

lingering on my palm which were

lot. I wanted to whine, to complain about just

shifted from me to Maria, narrowing

nonsense are you talking about, Maria?" he