A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

After lingering by the hospital room for what seemed like an eternity, Peterson mustered the courage to pull up a chair beside the bed and slowly took a seat.

The moment he sat down, their eyes inevitably met. Starry, feeling the weight of the moment, cast her gaze downward, unable to meet his stare. Peterson, however, reached out, gently grasping her wrist. "You're divorced now, do you want to be with me?"

Starry's eyes welled up with tears as she looked down at his slender fingers resting on her wrist. Touched by his offer despite her broken state, she wondered how she, a divorced woman with a child, could possibly deserve a man like Peterson, who'd never even been touched by scandal.

"Peterson." Her voice was light, almost teasing as she pushed his hand away.

"I think it's better if I just stay your little sister."

but her gentle, distant tone was a clear refusal, as if she had never harbored any feelings for him at all, as

mother hadn't pressured me into marriage, you and I could never have been

her smiling eyes, searching for

nodded slightly, letting go of her wrist. He straightened

uncontrollably. She knew her decision was right. A man like Peterson

Starry and Peterson's paths, which had seemed to run parallel, never to cross again, intersected unexpectedly

she declined, suggesting he wait for medical

drug, he looked deep into her eyes. "That day, you said you didn't want to be with me, and yet you cried after I left. It's clear you feel unworthy because you've been married and have a child. But, Starry," he said, taking her chin in his hand, drawing her closer, "I don't mind at all. I would even treat your daughter as my own. All you

from his shirt, the love Starry had