How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 90

Around noon, Alexander called her.

"The old man put on an act today, asking about the VistaLink Technologies project. Truth is, he's just curious about your direction now that you're back in the game. Here's what you should do: pull together your data and send it his way. He won't be able to resist."

This was the perfect chance to break the ice.

If the professor could see what she was capable of now, maybe he'd finally let go of the grudges he'd been holding.

Still, Elodie was nervous. Years ago, she'd planned to apply for his graduate program—until everything changed. She'd thrown it all away to save Ivan, only to end up sold off to the Silverstein family like some chattel, her future lost in the process.

She didn't hesitate. She compiled every idea she had and sent it all to Charlie's email.

It wasn't until nearly eight that night that Charlie finally called.

She answered with a tight fist, heart pounding.

There was silence on the other end.

After what felt like forever, a gruff voice broke through. "Cat got your tongue? Turned into a church mouse?"

Elodie felt a twinge of guilt and mumbled, "No..."

this field moves fast. If you

lost those three years,

true prodigies are

always held high

spot open for her in his graduate program year after year,

in her marriage to

slow, steady breath.

where her life would end, or when her illness would

could do was race

let out a weary

knew what he really meant he

lips; she couldn't find any

another impatient grunt. "Quiet again? That Jarrod fellow keeps trying to meet me, always pushing

up with Sylvie in tow, Charlie had his suspicions. Elodie pressed her lips together. "You've probably already

revealed the details, but Jarrod's actions had made things painfully

felt

so many reasons-and this was what she'd ended

not

time, the professor didn't scold her

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