A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1167

Bernard, Eleanor, Aidyn and the gang made a midnight dash to Panama, where they found Liana, sitting by a floor–to–ceiling window, looking eerily like Tyler. She was seeking redemption in her own way, telling both the living and the dead that she loved him.

When Aidyn saw Liana, who had already passed away, he fell to his knees in agony. He was usually a tough nut to crack, but now he was crying like a baby

“Liana, it’s all my fault I should have taken better care of you, protected you. If I hadn’t screwed up as your cousin, you wouldn’t have ended up like this. I brought this disaster upon you, made you the scapegoat. I’m to blame for all of this.”

Aidyn slapped himself, hard Jill Naylor, nearby, quickly intervened, grabbing his arm and sinking down beside him, tears streaming silently

Eleanor released Bernard’s hand and approached Liana, her eyes fixed on Liana’s lifeless features. She couldn’t find words.

Just a month prior, Liana had been joyfully running on the beach with Nina, her laughter infectious and her skirt dancing in the wind. How could someone so full of life be gone just like that?

gently caressed Liana’s face. It was cold and stiff, she had been gone for some time, leaving

had already cried her eyes out. Now, she just stared at Liana, the grief in her

desperately to warm it up, but no matter how hard she tried, it

Nina you’d be her godmother forever, to watch her grow up. How could you just leave like this?”

trembling, she could not hold back her tears, her tears fell on Liana’s hand, not rolling off, as if they

gone, she had left with Tyler. This was a fact, nothing could change that. They didn’t have the power to turn back time, nor the power to bring people back to life. They could

at the scene and read

no longer help with your treatment. But my mentor, Mr. Keith, is a better doctor than me. He’ll help you get pregnant. If you have children, I hope one day, you’ll let them

said, and you almost suffered the same harm as me. I’ve been feeling guilty about it,

understand me. I’ve been used all my life, and I lost the person I loved the most. How could I continue to live? Death is the best relief for me, so please don’t cry

then and for nurturing me afterwards. Even though you’re only a bit older than me, you’ve always been like a mentor to

beautiful thing in my life. Even though I’m gone, you’re always with me