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..."

Still, this field moves fast. If you want to make your mark, you can't afford to coast or just talk a big

three years, she'd be

are common; true

had always held high hopes for

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

caught up in her

took a slow, steady breath. "I'll

didn't know where her life would end, or when her illness

she could do was race against

a weary sigh. "How have

knew what he really meant he was

her lips; she couldn't

That Jarrod fellow keeps trying to meet me,

up

had made things painfully obvious. With that kind

felt now

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

and not

time, the professor

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