A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 1095

Bernard held her tightly, resting his chin in the crook of her neck as he tried to answer her question.

"Because you once loved Garett, just like you love me now..."

If Garett was just another guy, Bernard wouldn't have been so terrified, but Garett wasn't just any guy.

"He gave his life for you, sunk into depression, loved you so deeply, it scares me..."

Bernard took a deep breath, enduring the pain in his heart as he whispered:

"I'm afraid that out of pity, you might fall for him again..."

Just like the last time when he begged her, pleaded for her sympathy, pleaded for her to be with him.

Back then, he was healthy, without depression, and she was soft-hearted, agreeing to be with him.

Now, Garett had become like this because of her. She would probably be even softer, right?

What would he do if she fell for Garett again out of compassion?

He knew he shouldn't think like this, but...

Eleanor once loved Garett so much, but didn't she stop loving him eventually?

He was terrified, terrified that one day, she would stop loving him just like she stopped loving Garett...

When Eleanor understood what Bernard was worrying about, she raised her hand and gently stroked his hair, her actions full of affection and sympathy.

"Sweetheart, I don't love Garett anymore. A long time ago, when I was on my knees begging him, when his brother pretended to be him and rejected me, when I was on the verge of death in the hospital, I used up all my love for Garett. There's no way I could go back... After I let go of him, I slowly fell in love with you. You might wonder why I forgave you and chose to be with you, but not Garett, it's because... deep down, I've always loved you, that's why I chose you... My relationship with Garett was not just a first love, but a bond formed when he worked part-time to help me with my medical bills, allowing me to grow up healthy... If he was just a regular ex-boyfriend, I wouldn't care if he had depression or not, but because of this bond, I rushed to see him when I learned he had severe depression. Otherwise, there wouldn't be any interaction between us in this lifetime. Even though he lost his legs and has depression because of me, I won't fall for him out of pity. I only feel pity and guilt towards him. When I saw him today, I treated him as a relative and a patient, without overthinking."