Jarrod really did change rooms. Now, so early in the morning, he and Sylvie were coming and going together. There was no doubt they'd spent the whole night in the same room.

Elodie suddenly felt sick to her stomach.

She turned away from the two of them, slipped back into her room, and rushed to the bathroom, trying to throw up—anything, just to get rid of that nauseous feeling.

But nothing came up.

Her appetite had been terrible lately. Maybe things were even worse for her than she'd realized.

Elodie stared at her pale, hollow-eyed reflection in the mirror, a chill crawling up her spine.

People are so fragile, she thought.

At least she could be grateful she'd woken up before things became truly irreversible.

She still had time to become herself again.

With a determined breath, Elodie touched up her makeup, determined not to look so worn out.

She asked the innkeeper to arrange a car to take her back down the mountain. Just then, her grandmother called.

gone early, Rosemary had poured all

Elodie's mother passed away, Rosemary grew even more quiet-except when it came to worrying about

Elodie cleared her throat before answering,

asked, her tone gentle for someone

her chest. "I'm

knitting two scarves for you and Jarrod. The weather's getting colder, and these will keep you warm. When can you come by

eyes. "Grandma, you really don't have to go through all

married into a family like his. There's not much I can do to help, so I do what I can. Be good to Jarrod, all right?

corner of her eyes with her fingertip. "He's just... been really busy lately,

for a meal," Rosemary said, not missing a beat. "Can you both come by in

been so long since Rosemary had seen Elodie and Jarrod together, and she clearly missed

and finally agreed, "Alright. I'll

grandmother about the divorce

grandmother, even the biggest problems had to

cheated. It would only upset her and take a toll on her health. Better to find a gentler explanation, to say they just weren't

Jarrod needed to

her room

it was

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