A Second Chance at Forever ( Eleanor Shultz )
A Second Chance at Forever Chapter 1358

Chapter 1358

Katharine lay in the hospital bed, her head turned towards the window.

The weather outside was gloomy, without a trace of sunlight, a reflection of the chilling atmosphere in the hospital room.

Eleanor stood outside the room for a long time before finally moving towards the bed.

“Do you mind if I sit and chat for a bit?”

Katharine didn’t respond, nor did she stop her from coming in. She just quietly stared out of the window.

Eleanor’s gaze shifted from Katharine’s face to the two restraint straps around her waist.

Robin had told her that Katharine had gone berserk, lost her sanity, and had attacked the doctors, nurses, and care staff.

Left with no other choice, the hospital staff had administered sedatives and tied her to the bed.

If the doctors diagnosed her with a mental illness, Katharine would probably be sent to a mental institution by York himself.

Having lost her loved one, her child, and her freedom, Katharine was left with only one path.

Not wanting to see a repeat of what happened to Liana, Eleanor mustered up the courage to visit her.

She noticed the scars on Katharine’s wrists, probably from a failed suicide attempt after losing her child.

The thought of Katharine’s tragic life made Eleanor reach out and touch her cold and icy fingers.

She expected Katharine to push her away, and was prepared to retreat, but Katharine held on to her fingers, “It’s been a long time… since anyone visited me.”

Except for her brother, everyone else had abandoned her. She felt like a circus clown, with everyone laughing at her. They said she had turned into a terrible madwoman all because of a man. So… it had been a very long time since anyone had visited her…

Feeling Katharine’s grip tighten around her hand, Eleanor also tightened her hold on Katharine’s fingers.

She didn’t worry about Katharine’s previous madness, nor did she fear that Katharine might suddenly lose her sanity and hurt her again.

Because to Eleanor, Katharine was not insane, she had just lost the person she loved the most.

Katharine’s vacant eyes slowly moved from the window to Eleanor’s still red face, “Is your injury… getting better?”

Looking at those eyes that were now lucid, Eleanor raised her hand and touched her own face.

“Much better.” She replied.

After staring at her for a while, Katharine sheepishly smiled, “I wanted to check your wound, but I can’t move…”

Eleanor looked at the restraints and without hesitation, untied them for Katharine.

Katharine thought Eleanor would laugh at her like everyone else, saying that she shouldn’t be like this. But Eleanor, without a single word, directly helped her remove her shackles…

She did it because she never saw Katharine as a madwoman.

Katharine moved a bit to the side to free up some space for Eleanor.

“Lie down with me for a while.” She patted the empty space next to her, her lonely eyes telling Eleanor that she wanted someone to keep her company.

Anyone else would have been afraid, but Eleanor, after a moment’s hesitation, took off her shoes and lay down next to her.

She opened her arms and with her other hand, gently patted her arm, “If you want to cry, you can lean on my shoulder.”

Katharine laughed and said she wouldn’t cry, but as she laughed, tears started streaming down her face.

Like a helpless child, she rushed into Eleanor’s arms, holding onto her as she cried her heart out.

“Caleb is gone, and my baby… my baby died because of me…”

If she had been stronger, if she had been as emotionally stable as Eleanor, would her baby still be here?

Thinking of this, Katharine was filled with guilt and remorse. Her crying became so intense that her voice started shaking.

“Do you think Caleb blames me? Blames me for not protecting our child so he took it away?”

Eleanor felt a deep sorrow for Katharine and held her tighter, “No, Caleb wouldn’t blame you.”

“But then why did they both leave me?”

Eleanor couldn’t answer this question. She could only comfort Katharine with a hug.

“Eleanor, if Bernard died, would you choose to die with him?”

I would. Eleanor thought inside, but she couldn’t say these words to Katharine.

“Katharine, you’re still young…” All she could do was counsel Katharine, just like Robin had done.