How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 110

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.

on her end, was suddenly reminded-she'd blocked Jarrod ages ago. Not just his personal number,

taken Jarrod this long to notice

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

just wouldn't respond. Most of the time, she was

chats, there'd be her long, thoughtful messages, punctuated

that she'd stopped reaching

call directly, just asked in a calm, almost distant

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 on a hint

just to get his attention, so he'd have to call her in person

for Jarrod to read so

care enough to wonder. She kept her tone level.

a hassle than sending them by text,

few seconds of quiet

thought she heard the faintest, almost mocking laugh from

tell what he was really

voice was as cold as ever, tinged with a subtle, familiar irony. He

There was a pause.

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