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.

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

Jarrod this long to notice didn't

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

were he just wouldn't respond. Most of

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

that she'd stopped reaching

his call directly, just asked in

he finally spoke. "Didn't you want photos of that painting? I couldn't

mug, picking up on a hint

he implying she'd blocked him just to get his attention, so he'd have to call her in person

were getting divorced. There was no reason for Jarrod to read

she didn't care enough to wonder. She kept her tone level. "Thanks. Just email them to

hassle than sending them by

seconds of quiet

the faintest, almost mocking laugh from

impossible to tell what he

ever, tinged with a subtle, familiar irony. He

There was a pause.

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