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"Good morning, Molly. I'm Doctor Hata."
“I remember you.” Molly and the female doctor shared an easy smile.
“Let’s see if we have any additional notes here.” While Doctor Hata looked at the screen of her iPad, Molly took the time to admire the doctor. Likely a bit older than she was, Doctor Hata was a beautiful woman of Asian descent. Her jet-black hair was pulled back from her face in a low ponytail, but it did nothing to strain or hide her gorgeous features.
A little on the petite side, Molly could easily see her features in the half light of the room.
"I just saw Doctor Webb in the hallway, and he gave me the okay to send you home from here. Do you have someone to drive you?"
Startled a bit, she answered the question. "I don't drive."
"I'll take her home, doctor."
Molly looked at him and almost rolled her eyes.
Okay, maybe she did roll them a little.
Doctor Hata looked between the two of them and smiled. "I see. I'm going to give you a prescription for headaches, but if you don't want to take the pills, you don't have to. My concern is that the pain might make it more difficult to relax and rest, but you can do what you feel is best.”
Molly nodded, happy that both doctors were on the same page.
"And," Doctor Hata move a step closer, lowering her voice, which wasn't all that loud to begin with, "if you'd like, I can prescribe a cream to help diminish the visibility of your bruises."
Molly paused for a moment.
She'd basically forgotten about the bruises on her neck. That in and of itself made her feel a little worried and more frustrated, but since the room didn't have a visible mirror in it, and the lights had remained low for the most part, she hadn't thought about it.
As far as she was concerned, she didn't care about the medication, but maybe...
Molly looked at Jacob. "What do you think?" She lifted her free hand and touched the side of her neck. "Does it look horrible?"
She hated that she was so concerned about what Jacob might think. And what he might say.
"If you think I should... if it's ugly-"
"You're beautiful."
His denial was strong. The look on his face said that she wouldn't be arguing with him.
"If it will make you feel better, Mol. Go ahead. I'll help you put it on if you want but understand that I don't see bruises when I look at you. I see strength. I see you. It kills me that you were injured but it doesn't change how I see you."
Molly didn't know what to say, but she heard Doctor Hata let out a whistling exhale.
"I wish someone would say something like that to me and mean it as much as he does."
It was hard to believe that Doctor Hata didn't have someone who loved her like...
Molly turned back to look at Jacob before she turned back to the doctor again.
He cared, that much was obvious. But he'd never said the word love. And there was no way he could feel like that for her.
But you know you feel that way about him, right?
She pushed down her annoying inside voice and looked at the doctor again. "So, I can go home?"
The doctor's lips pressed together in a thin line before she spoke, making Molly hold her breath.
"That's why I was asking if you had a ride home. I was also going to ask if you had someone that could stay with you for a few days. You might need someone to keep an eye on you and make sure that you're healing."
