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?]

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

Elsewhere-

Dinner was over.

them had gathered together afterward, including the

Maurice caught

just took a sip of his drink,

looked thoughtful. "Maybe it's not

glanced down at her private chat with

he'd replied to

his head. "Doesn't add up. I just invited him to join us for drinks, and he said he couldn't—busy with family. But

he really busy, or just

go find him

shrugged. "I'm not

glanced around, then

Any bets on when Elodie will show up with her famous hangover cure?"

the

was used to it

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

Sylvie finally looked up, setting her

her away from our crowd. Guess she never gave up hope— every year, she'd fuss over us, making soup to warm everyone up, using

just

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