We all loved to gaze at stars at some or other point of life.
People looks up at stars with different intentions. Few just to admire the nature, the shine they carry in them. Few with pain in attempt to ease their pain in that shine of stars.
But w...
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"Hey Dad." I question peeping in the room as I finally dare to meet him at the office.
"Ryan, am I dreaming or what?" Dad exclaimes drastically. No doubt, I have taken on him only.
"Stop it Dad, we have talked that day about this visit." I declare closing the door behind as the whole staff of his office was gazing at me with open mouth as if they have seen me here for the first time.
I have been visiting this place, yes after that incident, I intentionally avoided meeting Dad in person. Intentionally created unwanted, unpleasant scenes whenever Dad tried a force interaction. But today when they saw me walking here with this nervousness and calm most of them were shocked.
I don't count my female fans here, shocked as they kept drooling over me.
"Yes, you told me that you will see me someday but I didn't know I will see you in a week only." Dad says touching my shoulder.
I can see a shine of unshed tears in his eyes. I felt deep guilt for making him this much hurt that he is thinking before hugging his own son.
It's clear in his looks, the way he is looking at me from tip to toe yet hesitating to touch me as if I will push him away.
What am I thinking? I have been doing it only. Since the moment Mom stepped out, I pushed him to free myself from his hold.
I pushed him when he tried to wipe my tears off, I pushed him when he tried to hug me, to pacify me.
"Dad,"
"Yes, Yes my dear." He replies as if my voice broke in his thoughts.
Without a word I wrap my arms around his neck, for a second he stands still in disbelief before embracing me into the tightest bear hug till date.
"Wooo... Dad, easy, easy." I scream with joy while my father turns his face away, releasing me, to wipe off his tears.
"Hey Dad, it's ok to cry, you told me this and now you are hiding your own tears from me?" I question wiping his eyes.
"I'm not crying these are tears of happiness. I got my Son back. Why will I cry?" He laughs aloud patting at my back.
"Aww... that's a lame excuse. You know that right?" I laugh at his meek attempt of hiding tears.
"No, No more tears." He says as he wipes my eyes. Damn! I got tears too.
"Where is She?" Dad questions as he looks behind me.
"Who?"
"Your Girlfriend. I mean, your would be girlfriend and wife." He says rubbing my arm and looking into my eyes as if waiting for some confession.
"You mean Estella?"
"Yes, Yes Estella Ryan Willsworth. You both will make the perfect pair." He laughs escorting me toward his table.
