A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1359

The word ‘young’ seems to hold no real conviction when spoken. It only seems to limit others.

However, as time went by, Katharine found her another “Caleb” again, all thanks to that word.

Some say, if you’ve ever loved someone deeply, meeting someone who looks just like them could rekindle that love.

But Eleanor wasn’t sure if Katharine, later with a happy family and children, had ever forgotten her Caleb.

Back then, Eleanor had crossed paths with Katharine at Caleb’s grave. They hadn’t seen each other in years, both wearing black berets, carrying flowers, holding their children, heads bowed in their own worlds.

When Eleanor reached Caleb’s tombstone and saw fresh flowers, she turned and looked for Katharine among the countless graves.

That silhouette seemed to have hurried through and disappeared into the dense forest, never to look back.

Every year, no matter how early Eleanor arrived, there was always a bouquet of fresh flowers at Caleb’s grave.

She thought, she must never have forgotten.

But that’s a story for another time. Now, Eleanor only knew that Katharine, who had attempted suicide several times, was living a life worse than death.

Everyone said Katharine had gone mad, and she indeed did for a while. But the loss of her child seemed to awaken her from her haze.

She knew it was her own negligence that caused her child to bleed several times, and ultimately leave her forever…

with him; blaming herself for always demanding things of Caleb like

end, she only cared

knew too well

Bernard, and

back, and comforted her until she fell asleep, while Eleanor stayed

next day, Katharine’s phone rang.

not even putting on her shoes, and frantically searched

down her face and trembling hands,

had forced him to create, allowing him to only communicate

new message from

[Katharine

scheduled. If I’m not back by now, chances

to marry you, to spend the rest of my life with you, but I couldn’t

boyfriend. Blame me, resent me, it’s okay.

be sad, and don’t blame Mr. Laurence. He’s someone I’d give my

by stray dogs, beaten by people, it was Mr.

for me. Many times, he’s been the one to stand in front of me during

time, I think it’s my turn to repay him.

love you. Even if I’m gone, I’ll still love you

liked, you were my first

want you to be depressed because of my