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..."

first big move coming back. Still, this field moves fast. If you want to make your mark,

three years, she'd be so much further

true prodigies are

always held high hopes

open for her in his graduate

caught up in her marriage

steady breath.

life would end, or

her. All she could do

moment, then let out a weary sigh. "How have

he really meant he was asking about her

lips; she couldn't find any

grunt. "Quiet again? That Jarrod fellow keeps trying to meet me, always pushing that young man to my

when Jarrod showed up with Sylvie in tow, Charlie had his suspicions. Elodie pressed

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

felt now

for so many reasons-and this was

not

time, the professor

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