A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1164

In the end, she just didn’t have the guts to go in, so she just hung around in the living room downstairs, not doing much, just keeping Tyler company. She parked herself on the couch, watching TV, and when it was time to eat, she got up to cook.

While she was cooking. Tyler was standing there, arms folded, quietly watching her bustle about. Only when she had finished and served the food on the table did he sit down.

At this point, Liana would fork up a piece of garlic pork chop and put it on Tyler’s plate, “Give it a try, is it good?”

Tyler would arch an eyebrow, parting his lips as a signal to Liana, “Feed me.”

With a resigned chuckle, Liana would spear another piece of garlic pork chop and guide it to his mouth. Observing him methodically chew and swallow, her forced smile blossomed into one of genuine affection.

Even when a morsel of garlic pork chop tumbled from her fork to the floor unnoticed, she continued to feed Tyler, as if each mouthful could fill a void

within her.

As the evening unfurled, Liana would clasp Tyler’s hand, leading him to the garden beyond the villa. Despite its overrun state, in Liana’s eyes, it was still a

garden.

plush lawn, gaze cast towards the celestial tapestry above. They would while away the hours under the starlit sky, engaged in quiet

deep, Liana would go back to the master bedroom, take a shower, wrap her arms around Tyler’s waist, and then snuggle into his arms and close her eyes to sleep. Even though it was just a pillow, she could

29

day, Liana pushed open the door to the

Tyler sitting by the floor–to–ceiling window, there was nothing in

he was already dead. After his body was removed, no one came

This hint seemed

walked step by step to the floor–to–ceiling window, and then slowly sat down. The position and posture she sat in was exactly

way he died, that’s how she should leave this world. No

conscience.

pulled the trigger, she sent a message to the local police, explaining that Tyler’s death was

hand, aimed it without hesitation at her own heart, and pulled the

call pinged, punctual as always. As it had been for the past 29 days, if left

could distinctly feel the bullet piercing her heart before lodging itself into the expansive window behind her.