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 what little

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

of the way to prevent it from

grew larger, and the thick smoke made it hard to see anything. My chest tightened, and

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

what to do anymore. I felt

burning as I struggled to breathe. The smoke curled around me, no

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

cry at my funeral and I doubt

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

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

haze, I saw a figure stepping into

didn't seem like him. I practically didn't care about who it was as long as

pulling me closer to his body. The familiar face

I rasped, barely able

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

to be let

we were in the hallway, the cool air hit me like a slap and I took in greedy breaths. But it wasn't enough. My chest still felt like it

how could I? My airway felt blocked, and

breathe but it was hard to. It felt as if I was suffocating, tears filling my eyes as I coughed up the

something frantically. I saw him pull out an object from his pocket-a

pressed it to my lips and inhaled as deeply as I could. The medicine hit my

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Chapter 89

the world was already

or say anything else, everything

woke up to the dull ache in my chest, people talking in hushed voices around

a different room, the faint smell of smoke still

I tried to sit up but I

awake," someone asked and my eyes

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

Little stunt?

are you talking about?" My voice came out hoarse, barely

closer, her lips pulled into a thin

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

my own room on fire? I barely got out alive. If Phillip hadn't saved me then I would have been dead. How

to ask all these, but the glint in

door opened, and Silas walked in. His eyes darted around the

I was alright as I watched him scan my body for

He asked, his eyes lingering on my palm which

I wanted to whine, to complain about just how much

me to

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