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?

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

she just stared at Liana, the grief in her heart was indescribable, she felt like there was a rock on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

hand, trying desperately to warm it up, but no matter how hard she tried, it was futile. Because Liana was gone,

forever, to watch

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

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

Liana’s lawyer arrived at the scene and read

can 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

you an apology too. Dr. Yeager, who I recommended to you, wasn’t as good as I said, and you almost

left. But I believe you can 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

older than me, you’ve always been like a mentor to me. I hope in my next life, I can still be your

was the luckiest and most beautiful thing in my life. Even though I’m gone, you’re always