A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )
A Second Chance at Forever Chapter 1307

Chapter 1307

Eleanor had a good night’s sleep and felt somewhat refreshed the next day, easing her nerves for the upcoming game.

The eighth round was different from the previous ones.

A screen appeared on the wall, displaying a deck of cards, 54 in total.

Please select a card,” a voice boomed.

Eleanor and Robin, unsure of what the game entailed, exchanged a glance.

“Perhaps we have to replace the same card. The more cards we replace, the better,” Robin reasoned, and Eleanor agreed.

They each approached the screen and selected a card; Eleanor got the A, and Robin got the Two.

These cards had a higher probability of being chosen since there were four of each. However, Area Opaca could be unpredictable.

After their selection, all 54 cards on the screen flipped over, displaying their backs.

Simultaneously, the cards shuffled and started rolling in all directions.

“Please draw the card you selected. The number and suit must match,” the voice instructed.

Luckily, Eleanor had remembered the suit of her card, or else she would have been lost.

But the task was daunting; how could they possibly replace the correct card in five minutes from such a large array?

Robin’s words cut through her panic, “Regardless of our strategy, it’s all down to luck. Let’s just go with our gut.”

His casual demeanor seemed to rub off on Eleanor, and she felt herself relax a bit.

Robin stepped aside and gestured for Eleanor to go first.

He was prepared to step in if she made a mistake. After all, he had promised her that he would get her to the ninth round.

Only by reaching the ninth round would she have a chance to meet the man in black Robin believed Bernard would come to see Eleanor if he was still alive. Unless, he didn’t want her anymore.

Robin didn’t mention this possibility to Eleanor, he just let her choose first.

Eleanor stared at the rolling cards on the screen, trying to discern a pattern but replaceing none.

The cards were rolling randomly, and with the same colored backs, it was impossible to tell which was which.

Her anxiety grew, causing a sharp pain in her stomach. But she had no choice but to soldier on.

“Just choose one. Don’t be scared.”

Robin grabbed her hovering hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

Eleanor glanced at him, “You choose first.”

Robin shook his head, “Ladies first.”

Under the ticking clock, Eleanor gritted her teeth and chose a card.

The card she selected flipped over, revealing a Three.

She hadn’t chosen the right card, and she knew what that meant. Her mind was flooded with images of Bernard, promising to come back to her.

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She only now realized how difficult his journey back to her was.

And yet, she was about to leave before he could return.

Eleanor stared at the Three on the screen, accepting her fate, and closed her eyes.

She awaited her impending death, but suddenly felt Robin grabbing her wrist.

“Don’t sacrifice yourself for me!” she cried out, trying to resist his pull. But he was stronger, and he pulled her away.

Eleanor thought the Death Door was at the control station and rushed towards it, only to crash into a glass door.

In the moment Robin had switched places with her, a transparent door had descended between them.

The Death Door was now behind Robin, and a red laser beam then targeted Robin’s chest.

“No!” Eleanor pounded against the glass, screaming his name.

But the laser, devoid of any emotion, pierced through Robin’s heart.

“ROBIN!!” Eleanor’s vision blurred as Robin’s blood splattered on the glass. She desperately tried to clean the blood off the glass, but it was on the inside.

Eleanor sank to her knees, looking up at Robin’s lifeless body. His face was as white as a sheet, drained of all color.

Seeing Robin like this, Eleanor was inconsolable.

“You said you were going to ask me a question after the eighth round. You haven’t asked yet, how can you leave so soon?!”

Hearing Eleanor’s cries, Robin managed a weak smile, “I asked while you were sleeping last night.”

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Frustrated, Eleanor pounded on the glass door, “I didn’t hear you, Robin, I didn’t hear you! Get up and ask me again, please?!”

Robin, his white shirt now stained with blood, smiled faintly, “It doesn’t matter…”

“It does matter, Robin. Get up and ask me again. I promise I’ll stay awake this time and answer your question.”

Robin looked at Eleanor, her eyes red from crying, and managed another smile,

“There’s some food, in the drawer, for you…”

Hearing this, Eleanor’s cries became even more heart-wrenching. “Robin…”

Before closing his eyes, Robin moved his lips one last time.

His lips were moving, but Eleanor didn’t see it. His blood on the glass had obscured his lips.

Eleanor dashed to the side, wanting to ask again, but a white wall descended behind the glass door, blocking her view of Robin forever…