A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1448

Zephyr’s smile held a hint of transcendence, a serene detachment that couldn’t help but influence Eleanor and even Bernard, who felt his eager anticipation to meet Caleb settle into a calm stillness.

Bernard, who usually never drank anything outside his home, took the colorful

stained-glass tumbler in his hand and brought it to his lips. The sip was delicate and the fragrance of the tea infusion quickly spread through his senses, revealing an unexpected

charm.

He was silent for a moment before looking up at Zephyr, “You do look like him, but you are

not him.”

The words, ‘but you are not him,’ indicated that in Bernard’s heart, no one could replace Caleb. Caleb was irreplaceable, unique, and even if someone bore a striking resemblance, they could never truly be him.

For Zephyr, Bernard’s distinction was a comfort, “The fact that you can tell us apart shows how much Caleb also meant to you. Such mutual care and friendship is truly priceless.”

Bernard’s eyes fell, hiding the shade of melancholy, “I did wish you were him for a moment, but seeing you, I knew it was just a fantasy.”

Zephyr, observing the man suffused with regret, offered some consolation, “If you don’t mind, you can think of me as him. I am willing to take his place and serve you as he would have, sir.”

It seemed only fair to Zephyr, who had enjoyed the family’s fortunes while his brother had walked towards death in the storm, to make some amends for the imbalance of their

fates.

The term ‘sir,’ falling on Bernard’s ears, was as if Caleb had returned to him.

to crossing the mythical River Styx, and Bernard’s heart

asked, “What

face slightly, and

Caleb liked to refer to the head of the

as Mr. Law.

hesitated for a moment, as if he could see Caleb

the rifle over his shoulder, raise an eyebrow, and tilt

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shooting drill today. Don’t you think I

bonus?”

targets, and I’ll give you

ten grand? You’re such a

you going to shoot or

Ten

shoulder his rifle and keep shooting for that hundred thousand

if he had not followed him

in thought, but Zephyr pulled him back from his painful

of a sage, with a touch of the spiritual, and Bernard, watching this new version of Caleb, slowly gathered his thoughts, took another sip of his tea,

a while until Zephyr turned to Eleanor, “Miss, I’ve noticed you seem

his face that so resembled Caleb’s. But since Zephyr asked, she ventured, “Would you like to try some

lips, she regretted it, realizing it was unfair to seek Caleb’s shadow in Zephyr. Yet Zephyr simply smiled, “I suspect your husband’s