Even with her words, it never felt enough. There was a constant nagging feeling in her heart. There were signs to it; his avoidance of her visit and his disappearance with Molly.
Howling in pain, she fell on the floor, crouching and hugging herself in misery. The cold, dark room made her aware of how alone she was. There were many thoughts racing on her mind, confusing her more. All of Cindy's, Lucy's and Rory's words were echoing on her mind, replaying ceaselessly. Then, the thought of getting blind made everything worse. The constant fear was overwhelming her with pain.
Nighttime came. The moon was at the peak of the sky, shining alone in the darkness and casting a muted glow on the ground below.
Brian and Eric, engrossed on their respective minds, remained in Molly's hospital room. At this moment, it was safe to wake her up but they remained on their ground, refusing to disturb her sleep.
Eric was on his documents, reading and signing them as he kept vigil for Molly. He needed to keep up with his schedule in case Frank suspected something.
With his eyes on the screen, Brian remained fixated on typing data on his laptop nonstop. He wanted to finish his work soon. As soon as he deleted a data, another one was sent to him. Letting out a sigh, he closed his laptop and promised to resume some other time.
He put his laptop on the side and stood, facing a nearby window. His gaze swept past city lights and settled on the beautiful sky.
Ever since he was a kid, Richie held a high expectation of him which resulted in the rigid and tough outlook he had for himself. He was always restless, wanting to gain and achieve at each turn. To his utter surprise, he slowly found calmness with Molly's presence.
There was an unknown emotion in his eyes.
He loved Becky, that was for sure. But a part of him wouldn't let Molly go. With his status, women came easy. Damn, he hated this kind of feeling.
Feeling out of sorts, Brian had his mind on the EMP and how he should be addressing the current situation as the CEO. Instead, he stayed here, waiting for her to open her eyes. In his mind, he wanted to hear her voice and talk, especially to him.
Turning to glance at Molly's face, he saw a small frown on her face as if she was having a nightmare. He wondered what could she possibly be seeing to bring such a pained look. It felt like his heart clenched at the sight.
What were these feelings?
Unexpectedly, his phone vibrated, taking him out of his reverie.
He reached for his phone in his pocket, looked at the screen and answered, "Hello."
"Mr. Brian Long, Miss Yan fell down the stairs." Lisa's frightened voice came through the phone.
"How is she?" Brian asked, becoming serious at once.
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