How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 108

As for Mrs. Silverstein's status-

Jarrod had never acknowledged anything, so Elodie certainly wasn't.

Esmeralda felt the day had been a total bust. She suggested they go out for drinks and karaoke-something Elodie used to do all the time as part of her old PR gig. But now, with her health issues, Elodie did her best to avoid alcohol.

Besides, whatever was going on with Jarrod didn't really affect her as much anymore. Things hadn't reached the point where she needed to drown her sorrows in whiskey.

So Esmeralda made plans with other friends, and Elodie drove herself home.

On the way, Alexander called. He asked, in his usual no-nonsense way, how things were going at the gallery. Elodie answered with a vague, noncommittal reply.

"Come over for dinner tomorrow," Alexander said. "Dad's got the day off, and you know how he is-strike while the iron's hot and keep the old man in good spirits."

Elodie considered it. There were still a few challenges with her new project, and she could use Professor Charlie's advice. She agreed.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow," Alexander said.

Elodie replied, "Alright. See you then."

made a special trip across town to queue up at an old, family-run bakery. She

her a warm paper bag, the scent of roasted chestnuts wafting up.

lit up.

her hair, raising an eyebrow with a teasing grin. "No need to thank me. Just

laugh that

down. Joseph watched them drive off, his

for Freya, but hadn't expected to catch a glimpse of Elodie with Alexander-on what was clearly a personal

smile at anyone like that. It was gentle, soft, and warm, almost affectionate-nothing like the

letting

He and Maurice had watched firsthand how devoted she'd been to

pulled out his phone, hesitated, then finally sent Jarrod a

Jarrod was planning on getting a divorce, Joseph couldn't imagine why

because he replied quickly:

Joseph realized what he'd

response, nothing had changed-same old indifference. Joseph rubbed his brow,

He didn't elaborate.

for details. He

civil-Jarrod had only grown colder and more distant toward Elodie. That was

Joseph found himself wondering. Jarrod hadn't always seemed so fed up with Elodie. How had things