How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 123

Chapter 122

Ivan narrowed his eyes. "Well then, I'll leave Elodie in your care, Mr. Silverstein."

Elodie frowned, uneasy. There was something strange about the way he said that.

Jarrod, on the other hand, showed no particular reaction. "Of course. It's only right."

He looked every bit the picture of composed dignity-so much so, it was impossible to tell whether he meant any of it.

Ivan hesitated, glanced at Elodie once more, then turned and left-off to meet his girlfriend.

Elodie found herself caring about this third anniversary more than she expected. It was, after all, a true farewell. She didn't need to stay up all night, but her thoughts had been restless lately, and she actually felt steadier with her mother close by. Tonight, she planned to keep vigil at the memorial.

By the time she'd finished seeing Esmeralda off, dusk had settled.

What surprised her most was that Jarrod hadn't left.

She sat quietly in front of the memorial altar, Jarrod at her side. When she looked

over, he met her gaze, his voice cool and even: "I'll stay with you."

no warmth in his tone,

suspiciously. "I'm staying all night,

"I know."

calm as ever. "Do you want me to

tugged at his lips as he spoke, giving

to be with Sylvie tonight? Did he feel sorry for her, seeing how

refused to let herself be moved. She didn't understand his motives, so she simply

arms and legs. When she turned, she saw Jarrod still there, hunched

The divorce meant he owed her nothing, and she wasn't unreasonable. Truthfully, Jarrod felt more like a guest these

very least, she

him a glass of water,

you to come with me later to talk to Grandma about... us." That was her

but before

at the screen

Sylvie.

no attempt to hide the caller, and answered.

stood up

looked at Elodie. "Something's come up. I have

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