A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1272

Garett had done what he had to, his heart heavy with sorrow, he leaned on his crutch and took a step back,

“Eleanor, remember to call me if you need anything,” he said.

He kept a proper distance with Eleanor, never crossing the line, because he wanted to be family to her.

Eleanor would always nod silently to whatever he said, just like before,

“Okay.”

With one last deep look at Eleanor, Garett turned around, heading back to his car.

The moment the car door closed, Garett looked through the window at Eleanor standing by the road.

And Eleanor was looking down at the torn ‘suicide note’ on the ground…

“Scott… Call Evan. I want to see him,” she said slowly after Garett’s car disappeared at the end of the road.

Scott was afraid of what Eleanor would do when she found out everything. But seeing the determination in her eyes, he nodded his agreement.

When Evan got the call from Scott, he knew that he couldn’t hide the truth anymore. So, he packed up, took the urn, and boarded the private plane headed home to the Fiord Roundabout.

As Evan entered, Eleanor was sitting on the living room couch, pinching a photo in her fingers. It was a picture she had secretly taken of Bernard while he was asleep.

Evan just stood there, looking at Eleanor, her face pale. He walked over to her without a word, placing the urn on the table.

“Whose is this?!”

body shaking, and tears were

what to

Eleanor started to panic. She got up and grabbed

“Evan, speak up.”

to hold onto the last bit of sanity, she went from yelling to begging, all for

her face to the urn sitting on the

“It’s Caleb’s urn.”

and touched the

urn, “It’s Caleb’s.”

that it was Caleb’s urn gave her chills, even though it lessened her

was standing by the side, swayed slightly when he heard that

them could react, an incredulous

that urn belongs

looked up to see Katharine standing in the doorway, a man

servants the day off to make the conversation easier, but she didn’t expect Katharine, who had been

Caleb would never

to believe

won’t you answer

lowered his head, repeating what he had

urn… it’s

blankly at the black urn.

“You’re lying!”

Evan by the collar, and

How could he possibly be dead? You

who had been yanked up by Katharine, didn’t get angry. He