Chapter 449 A Hug Twenty Years Late

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Now, Natalie only wanted to tell herself. Natalie, you’re amazing; you deserve every beautiful thing in this world.

After Waylon finished his call, he turned to see Natalie eating chips, tears streaming down her face. For some reason, his own eyes began to sting.

The Stone family had enough wealth to rival nations, and yet his daughter had grown up without ever tasting a bag of chips. How could a father’s heart not break over that?

Waylon clamped a hand over his mouth as tears spilled down his cheeks, unstoppable.

“My dear… have some yogurt. It’s supposed to be really good; Susie loves this brand.”

He placed the bottle in front of Natalie, his voice cracking beyond repair.

“My dear, I’m so sorry. If I had been more careful twenty years ago, you wouldn’t have had to suffer like this. If I had found you sooner, brought you home sooner… maybe you wouldn’t have endured all this pain. This is my fault–all my fault.”

Waylon wept like a child. In front of his daughter, all pretense of dignity and pride as a father crumbled.

He didn’t deserve them anyway.

Seeing him like that made Natalie’s heart ache.

“Dad, please don’t. You were kept in the dark; it’s not your fault.”


“I failed as a father… and as a husband,” he choked out.

Natalie into his arms, wishing time could turn back; wishing he could give her

Natalie’s throat tightened.

the kind of woman who cried easily–the Summers parents had taught her that tears were useless.

Natalie had never believed in using tears

tears

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to cry. She’d only wanted to have a

“Dad-”

into Waylon’s embrace,

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she had carried alone–finally lifted. She wasn’t an orphan. She was loved. Her parents and brother cared deeply for

abandonment she had carried for so long seemed to

other and wept until they had no tears

stood there in silence, watching, listening. But when he saw Natalie eating chips, heard her recount her childhood, his

crying, Natalie felt lighter–though a little embarrassed

“Dad, I…”

listen–if you want these snacks, I’ll buy them for you every day. If that’s not enough, I’ll buy you an entire supermarket; you can take whatever you want whenever you want.

Natalie’s

“Okay.”

only to find Flynn standing in the doorway, his eyes rimmed red, filled with guilt, regret, and

self–conscious for crying

“Flynn.”


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