Estacio d'Autobusos Barcelona Nord, 5.00 PM.
It's been almost 30 minutes Francia didn't speak, she could only stay silent as she watched the woman whom Gina had previously helped continue to thank Gina by crying. She was given new, more appropriate clothes, treated his wounds and arranged for accommodation to Madrid until she was given money for a hand to make the woman named Tracy worship Gina to the sky, while Gina could only smile and smile without returning all the praises that the middle-aged woman said for her .
"Only God will repay you both," Tracy said hoarsely from crying too much.
Gina smiled. "You've said the same line more than 20 times, mrs."
Tracy moved her bandaged hand toward Gina's face and gently touched her cheek. "Not only your face is beautiful, miss. Your heart too."
"Don't praise me too much, mrs. Then I'll fly to the titan," Gina joked with a smile.
