He pulled Molly to his chest and comforted her in a soft tone, "Nobody likes you? How is that possible? I find that hard to believe because I like you so much."
The warmth she felt in Spark's embrace made Molly move closer into his arms. The movement, unfortunately, made Spark's heart tighten with bitterness. He didn't know what had happened to Molly in the past two months and he now wondered how she ended up a walking ghost.
"Spark?" he heard his name called. After recovering from the slight car mishap, Manny followed Spark and now stared at two people, perplexed over what happened. He didn't recognize the girl in Spark's arms. If memory served him right, there had never been a woman in London, or anywhere else in the world, who could make Spark panic the way he did earlier.
Paying no attention to Manny, Spark whispered in Molly's ear, "It's cold out here. Shall we go to the car?" His suggestion made her freeze momentarily.
There was no answer from the girl still burrowed in his chest. Spark waited for a few more seconds then asked again. Nothing. His brows now twisted in confusion, and Spark gently lifted her and saw Molly's deathly pale face with eyes tightly closed.
When Spark lifted the girl's face, Manny finally recognized the woman in Spark's arms was Molly, and his jaw dropped in astonishment. Gently and without hesitation, Spark lifted her as he stood up. Turning to his agent, he instructed, "Manny, go get the car!"
"Huh? Oh, all right! All right!" He was too stunned to understand what Spark said, but he quickly caught up with Spark once he got his bearings back. Spark was now a few feet ahead with Molly in his arms.
Manny drove fast to the nearest hospital, while Spark sat in the back with the unconscious Molly, with a worried look on his face. He stared at the fragile-looking girl and touched her cold cheek lightly as his heart ached for her.
As soon as they arrived at the hospital, a nurse and doctor rushed Molly to the emergency room. A curtain was drawn to give the patient privacy as medical personnel examined her. Since he could not see what they were doing to Molly, Spark became more worried. His eyes were glued to the closed curtain, growing more anxious with every passing minute.
"How could she be there alone at that hour?" Manny mumbled. It baffled him that a woman would sit and wait at the subway station long after it was closed. "Wasn't it so strange?" he asked Spark.
He threw Manny a contemptuous glance then said coldly, "You mean it's strange to be alone? I was also alone during that one year!"
Taken aback by Spark's outburst, Manny pouted his lips and sat down quietly. He quietly stole a glance at Spark and regretted his words. Yes, what Molly went through that night was exactly the same as what Spark experienced in the year he was referring to.
Waiting always makes people anxious. The hospital was unusually quiet in the middle of the night. It was so peaceful that people found it difficult to breathe while waiting. After more than half an hour of waiting, the curtain was drawn open. Spark and Manny immediately stood up and rushed towards Molly.
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