Chapter 74

Natalie had promised she’d be over tonight.

She was the kind of person who followed through. He had seen her picking gifts for kids. She was reliable, so he knew she’d come.

As long as Nate was happy and could fulfill his wishes, everything was worth it. Everyone else. paled in importance.

The minutes ticked away, and the night deepened.

Nate wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting at the back door, his little cheeks numb from the cold, his eyes heavy and struggling to stay open, yet no one had appeared.

The maid found him there, shivering, and scooped him up. “Mr. Nate, what are you doing out here in the cold? Didn’t you want cake?”

“Just a bit longer!” Nate suddenly found a burst of energy, squirming in the maid’s arms before sliding back to the ground, pushing her hands away. “Go inside! Leave me alone!”

The cake would have to wait for Natalie to arrive, for her to cut a slice for him. He wanted to light the candles with Mommy and make a wish together. No one else would do.

Natalie had said that when the moon rose, she would appear.

aback by Nate’s unusual behavior, the maid suggested, “It’s so chilly out here. Why don’t we go inside and get you a warm

came while he was inside changing, saw that he hadn’t waited

that you shouldn’t make them

to force the issue, the maid finally retreated into the house at Nate’s insistence. stealing glances

from his cold, and with his delicate constitution, it wasn’t hard for his sickness to make a comeback. Seeing him out there,

thinking of scooping him up once he fell asleep when Brian’s voice suddenly cut through, “Go inside.”

his face cloud of worry and anger. They knew better than to breathe too loudly around him, and they stepped back,

and stood behind Nate. He bent down and lifted his son into his arms.

to report that Natalie had encountered

Chapter 74

the country.

flight. Indeed, she had left at seven that evening and was

felt the chill down to his bones, his energy sapped, and he didn’t even muster the

him, and the light

shoulder, murmuring weakly. “Daddy,

limp body, his voice a soft murmur. It was as if he was speaking to himself yet

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