How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 111

Sylvie turned to Keith with unhurried grace, her posture effortlessly elegant.

Keith, almost instinctively, glanced at Sylvie. After a moment's deliberation, he shook his head. "It's nothing. I just wanted to remind you your meeting with Mr. Black is at three this afternoon."

Jarrod's dark eyes betrayed nothing as he nodded, then disappeared into his office.

Sylvie followed close behind.

Keith watched the two of them retreat down the hall, weighing his words carefully and ultimately deciding to keep silent.

After all, Ms. Fielding was still here. Bringing up Elodie now would be out of place.

Besides, in all these years, he'd never heard of Mr. Silverstein visiting his mother- in-law's grave.

What would be different this time?

Even if he brought it up, with the third anniversary coming up, Mr. Silverstein would probably refuse. Why risk spoiling both his and Ms. Fielding's moods by mentioning Elodie?

On the other side of town, Elodie was completely unaware of Keith's dilemma. After work that evening, she changed course and headed for the nursing home. Her grandmother had sent over a few home-cooked dishes for Emile today, and Elodie decided to join in and keep everyone company.

and he barely touched his food. Still, he smiled warmly

now, with both a

surprised. She wondered if this was a standard perk for the private suite,

every service

it really be that Jarrod

have cost a fortune, didn't it?" Rosemary turned to Elodie, frowning in disapproval. "You only just started your new job. There's no need to spend

Elodie-this girl had always carried too much for both her and

thoughts and didn't explain how they'd managed to afford the room. If her grandmother and uncle found out that Selma was downstairs, it would just upset them

is pretty generous these days, so you don't have to worry about me. Once we find a suitable donor, I'll make sure Uncle has the best doctor

was

moving quickly, reaching her goals, and making sure she could give her uncle access to the best

His voice was tinged with guilt as he shook his head. "I'm just a burden to you. If

known real protection

he'd never cared

prestigious family-she'd never had the kind of support she needed

she felt even more weighed down. It was

her head. "I've finally found my way back to the work I love, and I'm truly happy. Things