A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1094

Bernard's heart seemed to stop dead in its tracks. His blood felt like it had turned to ice in his veins. His hands, clutching her so tightly, had also turned cold.

He looked down in disbelief at the woman in his arms, his mouth gaping open as if to ask her something, but no words came out.

He remembered distinctly when he held her close, she told him she only loved him. Then why on earth did she scream out Garett's name in her sleep?

Was it because... could it be that Eleanor herself didn't realize she had feelings for Garett buried deep down inside her?

If that was the case, what's the ratio?

Did she love him more or less than Garett?

Bernard stiffened. Eleanor quickly looked up at him, her face pale. "Honey, I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Bernard grabbed her wrist tightly. "Whose name did you just call out in your sleep?"

His grip was strong, Eleanor's wrist was fragile. His grip hurt her.

Eleanor bore the pain and continued, "Honey, I wasn't actually asleep. I was thinking about something that happened with Garett today, and I said his name. I didn't want to upset you, so I stopped talking. I'm sorry for the misunderstanding, but I wasn't calling out his name in my sleep."

Bernard's grip on her wrist loosened slowly. His face was still pale, as if he was back to the days when hearing Garett's name from her lips felt like a stab to his heart. This pain made him push Eleanor away.

He threw off the blankets, got out of bed, and absentmindedly threw on a shirt. He went to his desk, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer. Just as he was about to light one, Eleanor's hand stopped him.

The lights in the room were off, only the moonlight streamed through the cracks in the curtains, casting a soft glow on them. In the dim light, they stared at each other, one looking down, the other up.

Finally, Eleanor reached out and wrapped her arms around Bernard's waist, pulling him close. "Have I ever told you why I call out Garett's name in my sleep?"

Bernard didn't answer, but he was desperate to know the reason. He didn't want to hear her call out Garett's name in the middle of the night again. He didn't want to feel panicked every time he heard that name.

They loved each other, any news about Garett would make him feel insecure, and his emotions would go haywire.

Seeing the pain etched in his face, Eleanor couldn't help but reach out and lightly touch his eyes.

"I didn't tell you before because Garett was my first love. Whether it was a good or bad relationship, I shouldn't bring it up. But seeing how scared you are now, I think I should tell you."

She dropped her hand and let go of Bernard. Then, looking at his handsome face, she spoke softly.