Chapter 109

Jarrod found himself genuinely surprised.

He'd promised to send Elodie a few photos of that painting, and with some free time today, he finally sent them over.

He hadn't expected to be greeted by a glaring red exclamation mark.

He didn't even know when Elodie had blocked him.

Was it during the art exhibit? Or sometime after?

Either way, he didn't dwell on it. Given everything that had happened lately, Elodie's silence was almost stranger-blocking him made more sense. Maybe she was just expressing her displeasure.

It wasn't the first time something like this had happened.

He remembered the last time: Elodie had blocked him for about a week, then quietly added him back, acting as if nothing had ever happened.

But this time...

It felt like more of a shame than anything else.

Only now did he realize just how much effort she'd put in.

Not just his personal number, but his work one too-both tucked away on her blocked

taken Jarrod this long to

out anyway. It was always her, checking in, sending message after message, and he'd only bother to reply when

thought something wasn't important, chances were he just wouldn't respond. Most of the time, she was just talking

at their chats, there'd be her long, thoughtful messages, punctuated only by the occasional, terse

she'd stopped reaching out, Jarrod was probably

his call directly, just asked in

when he finally spoke. "Didn't you want photos of that painting? I couldn't send them through Messenger, so I had to call and

her mug, picking up

he'd have to call her in person and ask what was

divorced. There was no reason for Jarrod to read so much into her

wonder. She kept her tone level. "Thanks. Just email

sending them by text, but she had no intention of

few seconds of

heard the faintest, almost mocking laugh from Jarrod a hollow sound

tell

ever, tinged with a subtle, familiar irony. He didn't ask

There was a pause.

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