“Ambulance coming.
” Malik looked at the road.
Traffic was already thick.
two streets.
To a healthy man, it was nothing.
To Malik, it felt like a mountain.
But he lifted her.
The crowd gasped as the homeless man carried the billionaire’s daughter on his back.
His knees nearly buckled.
His chest screamed.
Sweat rolled down his face.
Every step looked like it might be his last, but Malik kept going.
“Hold on,” he whispered, though Janelle could not hear him.
Please hold on.
By the time he reached the hospital
