How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 148

Chapter 147

And then-

Another familiar profile picture appeared below.

It was Sylvie.

Elodie's gaze flickered.

So, they actually had a private group chat, just for themselves...

Of course they did. Sylvie was always the center of attention, the one everyone gravitated toward.

All these years she'd been married to Jarrod, Elodie had never known that "plus- ones" could be included in their circle-at least, not openly.

Not that it mattered anymore.

Still, stumbling upon this now felt oddly like some embarrassing secret about her had been aired out for their amusement. She couldn't help but find a bitter humor in it.

Joseph seemed about to say something, but then he caught sight of a private message from Sylvie.

Sylvie: [You're really seeing someone? Who is it?]

pressed his lips together and didn't answer her. Instead, he dropped a

Elsewhere-

Dinner was over.

them had gathered together afterward, including the sons

full of laughter and clinking glasses. Maurice caught Joseph's message and snorted, "That's suspicious, isn't it? He didn't even

sip of his

it's not official yet. Hard to

down at her private chat with

he was busy with, he'd replied to the group but ignored her

invited him to join us for drinks, and he

really busy,

find him yourself?"

not

glanced around, then

up with her famous hangover cure?" His tone

was the same

was used to

pot of soup to check up on them—transparent as ever. Women's little schemes,

cure?" Sylvie finally looked up,

crowd. Guess she never gave up hope— every year, she'd fuss over us, making soup to warm everyone up, using it as an excuse to show off her Mrs. Silverstein status. None of us

just wasting her

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