Kneeling for a Second Chance (Sebastian and Valeria) novel Chapter 260

It was just a dream. However, Sebastian couldn't shake the look his younger self had given him—mocking, certain, and laced with contempt.

He reached for the nightstand to find that there were only two sleeping pills left in the bottle, but they weren't enough to help him fall asleep.

He got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, where there was a leather armchair.

As the moonlight filtered in, casting the room in a cold glow. Sebastian held a cigarette between his fingers, ash dangling at the tip. The ember glowed red, pulsing in the dark.

With a long drag, it caused his cheeks to hollow, smoke curling up to shroud his face.

Sebastian sat there for a long time, looking like a portrait of cold solitude. The dream, vivid but hazy, held him by the window until the first light broke across the horizon.

…

Nemo trotted over and licked his hand.

Sebastian looked at the dog. Nemo wasn't young anymore, the fur around his muzzle turning white. From the beginning, he hadn't even wanted to keep it. However, after so many years, the companionship felt like family.

He said quietly, "Nemo, I have to work somewhere far away. I'll leave you at Grandma's place, okay?"

It was as if Nemo really understood—he barked once and caught hold of the hem of Sebastian's pants.

…

The next morning, Sebastian brought Nemo to the Grant residence.

Martha sat on the couch with her reading glasses on and a script in hand, practicing her lines. "I'll give you five million dollars for you to leave my son."

"What? Five million dollars isn't enough? You're asking for 500 million dollars?"

Avery walked over, beckoning the dog. "Come here, Nemo. I've got a big drumstick for you in the kitchen."

She glanced at Sebastian with a smile as she said, "Mrs. Grant Sr. has been swamped these days. She's booked solid. She's joined three productions this month alone."

Just then, Nicholas came down the stairs. He gave a cold snort. "That's embarrassing."

Sebastian said lightly, "It's rare for Mom to enjoy something. I think it's great."

"Now that's my boy." Martha had already caught the whole exchange. She set aside the script of "The Aloof First Love and Her Secret Baby" and beckoned Nemo over and said, "Come here, baby. Come to Grandma."

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