Chapter 459

"I... don't want to die as much now," Susan muttered softly, almost to herself. Her gaze remained fixed on Eleanor, unwavering and deep. "These past few months... I've been very happy." Her voice held a quiet certainty as if she needed Eleanor to believe it. "Really, Eleanor," she repeated, her beautiful eyes filled with stubborn sincerity. Eleanor smiled, her voice gentle. "I know." She turned her head slightly, glancing at the setting sun as it dipped below the ocean’s horizon. "We should go back, Susan." But Susan didn’t move. She stood frozen, watching Eleanor in the fading sunlight. The golden light illuminated one side of her face, casting a soft, ethereal glow. Her profile was breathtaking—strong yet delicate, unwavering yet serene. Even with her growing belly, her beauty had not faded in the slightest. Eleanor... she's truly an extraordinary person. How could someone so wonderful be standing at death’s door? Susan's chest tightened at the thought. She couldn’t bear it. She coul