How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Joseph kept quiet, but he couldn't fully disagree with Maurice's take.

Maurice turned to Jarrod, conviction in his voice. "Look, I honestly think Elodie's just competing with Sylvie. Sylvie's into drones, so Elodie pretends to be interested too. Sylvie likes Alexander, so Elodie joins VistaLink Technologies. Bottom line? She just wants your attention!"

He prided himself on understanding women's little games.

A woman starved for love will act up, make a scene-he'd seen it all before.

Jarrod said nothing. At that moment, his phone rang. It was his grandmother. He stood up and stepped outside to take the call.

"Still awake this late, Grandma?"

She snorted. "And you? Shouldn't you be with Elodie right now?"

Jarrod pinched the bridge of his nose. "Got caught up with work."

"Don't give me that!" she snapped. "You think I don't hear the rumors? I know exactly who you've been spending time with lately. Is this how you think a married man should behave?"

Jarrod looked up, sighing. "Who told you that?"

"So you admit it!" she huffed indignantly. "Jarrod! Elodie's a wonderful girl. If you let her down, don't you fear divine retribution?"

He sounded almost amused. "Is it really that serious?"

want to give me a heart attack, you'd better bring Elodie

waiting for a reply,

in his pocket. He opened his messages, stared at Elodie's chat, then backed

already eleven

just drifted off to sleep when the phone rang. Her sleep schedule was always steady rarely did

she never snapped or refused, even

to worry about her-she never demanded

voice a little

you come back to

blinked herself a little

Silverstein Mansion? Was he finally going to tell his grandmother

She didn't hesitate. "Sure."

me to pick you

I'll drive

expected her answer and didn't want to risk

dwell

honest with his grandmother, a lot of headaches

her work, Elodie drove

home yet. His grandmother greeted her at the door, immediately taking her hands.

hands back, offering a gentle smile.

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