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.

just his personal number, but his work one too-both tucked away on

Jarrod this long

rarely reached out anyway. It was always her, checking in, sending message after message, and he'd

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

long, thoughtful messages, punctuated only by the occasional, terse "Yeah," "Okay," or "Got it" from

stopped reaching out, Jarrod was probably enjoying the

didn't answer his call directly, just asked in

was silent for a moment, his voice even and unreadable when he finally spoke. "Didn't you want photos of that painting? I

around the rim of her mug, picking up on a hint of ambiguity in

he implying she'd blocked him just to get his attention, so he'd

There was no reason for Jarrod to read so much

thinking, she didn't care enough to wonder. She kept

them by text, but she had

seconds

laugh from Jarrod a hollow sound from deep in his

to tell what he was really

tinged with a subtle, familiar irony. He didn't ask her to unblock

There was a pause.

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