Screenplay of the Heart Book Two

CHAPTER 35

"You know him?" Sebastian asked, his voice betraying his disbelief. His eyebrows shot up in surprise as he saw the tears welling in Scarlett's eyes.

Scarlett nodded, her fingers tracing the outline of her brother's face in the photo. Her emotions were raw, a mix of joy and sorrow flooding through her. "Yes, he's my brother. My big brother," she confirmed, her voice barely above a whisper. 

She looked back at the photo, lost in memories of Kenny—her protector, her confidant, her hero. "Mr. Henderson, do you know my brother too? Do you...know where he is now?" Her voice broke on the last word as fresh tears ran down her cheeks. She looked up at Sebastian with pleading eyes, eager for any piece of information, any connection to Kenny.

Scarlett's heart was racing as she waited for Sebastian's answer, her fear of another dead end hanging heavy in the air. 

Finally, Sebastian nodded. "Yes, I know Kenneth," he began. "We met a few years ago at a gallery exhibit in Italy. I discovered he was Anastasia's son, and since then, we've stayed in touch, meeting occasionally when our schedules allow." 

Her tears continued unabated, a flood of emotions too intense to articulate sweeping through her. After 21 long years, Scarlett felt a glimmer of hope that she was finally close to finding her brother.

Sebastian watched her, his expression lined with deep concern as she wept. "Is Kenneth really your brother?" he asked softly, recognizing the significance of such a reunion after so much time had passed.

"Yes," she replied, nodding earnestly, her eyes still fixed on the photograph. "He is my brother, Kenny. I've thought about him every single day, and I still remember his face so clearly."

Her hands reached for Sebastian's, holding them with a desperate strength. "Please, Mr. Henderson, where is my Kenny? I need to see him. I need to see my big brother."

Sebastian smiled warmly at Scarlett, giving her hands a comforting squeeze as he held them. "I'll help you see your brother," he assured her gently, his voice a soothing balm to her frayed nerves.

He continued, "I actually spoke to him just last week. He was in the middle of his exhibit tour, but he mentioned he had to cut it short. He needed to get back to the US for a personal matter."

"Personal matter?"

He nodded. "Yeah, it's something to do with his father."

Sebastian didn't immediately grasp the weight of his words until he saw Scarlett's reaction. Her body stiffened, her shoulders trembling as if she were suddenly cold. Her breath hitched, catching in her throat as she tried to speak. "Da...da..." Her voice choked off, unable to form the word fully.

Her face contorted, her eyes widened in terror, her breaths shallow and rapid. Tears spilled over, tracing lines down her cheeks as she struggled to regain control over her emotions.

"Miss Winters, are you alright?" Sebastian asked, his voice laced with worry as he placed his hand gently on her back, rubbing soothing circles. "Hey, hey... breathe. Miss... Please, Scarlett, breathe," he urged, his own voice faltering with concern.

Scarlett's breathing was ragged and uneven, the rapid pounding in her chest making it difficult for her to catch her breath. Seeing her distress deepen, Sebastian raised his voice, calling urgently for assistance. "Doctor!" he shouted, hoping Yuki would hear him and come quickly.

As Scarlett struggled to catch her breath, Yuki raced to her side. Concern was clear in his eyes as he knelt beside her, "Scar, stay with me," he urged, his voice trembling as he supported her, his hands gently steadying her shoulders.