~ What If We could Rewrite the Stars ✨

Chapter 24

Dylan's POV

Today was such a tiring day. I felt my little assistant's absence every freaking moment. But today was also the day which made me realise how much he actually cares for me.

I missed him. I missed him when no one followed me like a baby duckling. I missed him when no one patted my sweat dry gently for me. I missed him when no one looked at my shots with those pair of beautiful starry eyes. I missed him when Mr. Kyle handed me the fan instead of fanning me. I missed him when no one fed me my lunch. I missed him when a spotboy held my umbrella instead of him. I missed his sweet smell lingering around me throughout the day. I missed him when no one protected me like a Mamma hen. Yes, my bodyguards and manager were still there separating me from the crowd; but still the emptiness never faded away.

Never have I ever felt the urge to return home early before this day. Well, saying 'never' is not the entire truth. She made me feel the same way too. Once upon a time her matured yet cute aura, her ever-smiling face, her expectant eyes were all that I needed. She was my home, my shelter, my family. But I didn't deserve her, I never deserved her. It was my Karma that snatched my love from me.

I tried gulping away my old pain. But today something felt different. Nate's absence stirred up something in my heart.

This can't be happening. This can't be the truth. She is the only one for me. I can't betray her like this. Nate is just my assistant, and maybe my medicine to sleepless nights. But just that. Dylan think straight.

Remembering Nate for the 1000th time today must be the sign of me worrying about him. I should have called our family physician to check him up. I don't know if he has taken medicine yet. Heck, I don't even know if he was okay now. Should I call him?

"Shot ready!" The director announced aloud.

I will just finish the shoot early and then go home.

***

"You are home early today. What a miracle!" Uncle Thomas said in a teasing voice.

"How is Nate?" I asked as I received a glass of water, "Is he better now? Did he take medicines?"

"He is fine. Don't worry." I was informed.

"Is he sleeping?" I asked not seeing the restless puppy in the hall.

"He isn't home."

"Whattttt????!" Did I give him paid leave so that he can roam around instead of resting?

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Nate's POV

I felt like crying. I never wanted to return there. But he is my birth father. I owe him my life. But this fact makes it even harder for me to bear all these.

"It's okay, Nate. I am still here with you." Pihu's warm embrace was like the key to unlock floodgates of my eyes. Tears gushed down my cheeks.

Earlier that evening, at Nate's ancestral house -

Mr. Bentley Williamson and Mrs. Nevaeh were sitting on the living room sofa as if waiting for Nate's arrival.
Clear displeasure was radiating from their figures.

Nate knew something bad must have happened.

"You are a pure disgrace to our family!! You don't even keep contact with your family unless we contact you first." Mr. Bentley spoke first.

"Dear, calm down!! It's not good to be this angry. And what can you expect from the son of a woman who cheated on her husband?" Nate knew what his step-mom was trying to do.