A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1445

if Zephyr had never shown up, Katharine might have managed to suppress her longing for another year. But he did appear, like a raindrop falling into still waters, sending ripples across the surface and stirring a tempest in the calm.

Everyone tried to convince her that he was not Caleb. Caleb didn’t have a mole in his eyes, he despised vegetables, shunned casual wear, and had no interest in scripture. Zephyr was not Caleb, their preferences were entirely different.

Yet Katharine was adamant that he was Caleb, just Caleb with no memory of her. She believed that Caleb had returned in another form to see her, and she clung to Zephyr, pulling the would-be ascetic from his spiritual pedestal.

The day Zephyr stepped down from his sanctuary and approached Katharine, she was still kneeling on her meditation cushion, thanking the heavens for returning Caleb to her. But before she could finish her prayers, her chin was lifted by a slender finger, tilting her face upward.

Looking into Zephyr’s eyes, she could see that mole, yet she chose to ignore it. Her heart, full of unresolved tenderness, focused solely on the face that resembled Caleb’s so closely.

She heard Zephyr ask her, “You’ve stirred my heart, yet you constantly yearn for another. I refuse to be a mere stand-in. If there’s a place for me in your heart, I’ll stay. If not, I’ll leave.”

father of my late child. How could

Zephyr’s eyes dim with her words. After a silent departure that lasted some time, Katharine, in her desperation, couldn’t find him and turned to Robin for help, weeping.

indeed wasn’t Caleb. Why ruin the life Zephyr was meant to lead?

he was from a prominent Southeast Asian family. He even exhumed Caleb’s grave for a

intricate. His father had two wives. His junior wife, threatened by the senior wife’s twins, conspired with a doctor to switch a living baby with a stillborn on the night of a difficult birth. The living child was then cast adrift on a ship, left to chart his own destiny across

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Chapter 1443

And without Bernard, he might’ve perished in the grueling training that followed. His seemingly bright but troubled life was sustained by

watering petals beneath the Buddha with a grace that mirrored Caleb’s, save for one thing-Caleb’s hands had