A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1444

He smirked defiantly, “Easy, second cousin!”

Robin’s face turned a shade of iron, “Get the hell out of my car!”

Elbert gripped the seatbelt, rebellion etched on his face, “Make me!”

Just as Robin was about to kick him, Bernard, sitting in the backseat with eyes that captured the soul, glanced toward the front. “Dear cousins, your cousin-in-law is pregnant. Please focus on driving and cut out the bickering.”

It was a simple, serene statement that silenced the impending squabble between the two childish fools. Elbert quieted because of Bernard, and Robin, because of Eleanor’s words, each nursing their own woes.

Ultimately, acknowledging that Eleanor was with child, Robin slowed down the car, suppressing the urge to throttle Elbert, and drove in silence to the chapel.

At this moment, Katharine knelt before the altar, her head bowed in prayer. Every afternoon, she would attend the pastor’s sermon, finding solace in the scriptures as she thought of Caleb, the incense of the chapel calming her grief.

But each night, she was awakened by dreams of Caleb. The pain of losing a loved one was a heart-wrenching agony not easily forgotten. Often, Katharine would sit by the window, gazing at the moon, lost in thought all through the night.

those they wished to watch over. She felt certain that the stars she could see were Caleb’s essence; otherwise, why would they always

managed to keep living, convincing herself that Caleb would

when a clear and untainted

“The Good Book says, ‘To be in the world, but not of it, which should spare me worldly troubles. Why then, since I’ve come to faith, am

bond that’s unsettled, causing you to seek

is there a way to resolve

personal revelation.”

“Revelation?”

kind of revelation?”

at him. Her eyes, brimming with hurt and tears, struck him

the pastor’s voice faded away, and silence enveloped him, his vision clearing to see only

rose from the pew, her frail body trembling as she approached him, that he came back to reality. She reached out, her fingers trembling

reminding her that he was a lay disciple, bound for a spiritual path, and she shouldn’t touch him. But Katharine, convinced that Caleb had returned, threw herself

for Caleb, she begged him never to leave her again. So profound was her

eyes, felt a vague familiarity with Katharine but pushed her away, insisting she was mistaken.