A Second Chance at Forever

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…

many words, all blaming herself – blaming herself for always hitting and scolding Caleb when they were together, never being gentle with him; blaming herself for always demanding things of Caleb like a princess but didn’t love him enough; blaming herself for not even protecting the last trace of Caleb in this world, labeling herself as

from beginning to end, she only cared

words, Eleanor cried all night. She knew too

lost Bernard, and she was even more devastated than

back, and comforted her until she

phone rang. The sound startled her

up from Eleanor’s arms like a madwoman, not even putting on her

it and, with tears streaming down her face and trembling hands, she opened the latest message on her social media.

account, an account she had forced him to create, allowing him

new

[Katharine

If I’m not back by

to spend the rest of my life with you,

good boyfriend. Blame me, resent me,

don’t blame Mr. Laurence. He’s someone I’d give my life for.

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

lot 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. So, Katharine, don’t blame him,

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

I liked, you were