How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 89

Elodie had just arrived at the airport. After checking her luggage, she finally replied, "Around four thirty."

There was a brief silence on the other end. "Got it. Wait for me when you land. I'll drive you back into the city."

She could only assume it was her grandmother who'd nudged him into making this call.

Still, after what happened last night, she hesitated.

Jarrod seemed to pick up on it. His tone was almost amused, "Grandma asked me to bring you home."

He was using her grandmother as a shield. Elodie frowned, her brow tightening. "...When are you planning to tell her?"

"Jarrod, they're starting to board." Sylvie's voice suddenly broke in from his side of the call.

Then-beep, beep, beep.

He'd hung up.

She wasn't even sure he'd heard what she said.

And as for what happened last night, it was as if it hadn't even registered with him.

If she'd heard right just now... the boarding announcement on his end sounded exactly like hers.

Were they on the same flight?

Elodie almost laughed.

to give her a ride home

decided not to waste

Crossing to Eldermere took about two

Jarrod's words about giving her a lift back to the city. Clearly, her grandmother

seat and

No answer.

get back to her once he'd sorted

and got to work, determined not

Eventually, her neck stiff and sore,

minutes

no word from

to keep waiting. She closed her laptop and headed for the

at the taxi stand, her phone buzzed. Esmeralda's name flashed

is just rotten today!" Esmeralda grumbled, her voice raspy. "Came to the hospital for

up at

chill crept

collar

Well. That explained everything.

had already left with Sylvie. He hadn't even bothered to let her

her a ride if he was

her eyes for a moment and asked gently, "How are you

one thing-Sylvie must have had some sort of crisis, one that made Jarrod drop everything and

those two? I was

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