How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 171

Chapter 171

Honk, honk-

Elodie looked up.

A sleek Bentley was parked by the curb, its hazards flashing. The chauffeur stepped out and opened the door for her with practiced deference.

That's when Elodie remembered-it was Valentine's Day.

She knew Jarrod was only putting on a show, performing for his grandmother's sake.

But tonight was also an opportunity. The matter of the ring-she could finally talk to Jarrod face to face.

"All right," she said quietly.

"I'll wait for you," Jarrod replied, his tone casual, almost indifferent.

Elodie slid into the backseat, not caring where they were headed. She closed her eyes, settling into the quiet, tuning out the city's bustling lights and crowds outside the window.

Eventually, the car pulled up to Blue Sky Table.

It was almost funny.

only reason this year was different was because his grandmother had pulled

to long for had finally come true-and it meant nothing to her now. In fact,

knew Jarrod was just going through the motions. She followed the manager to the

She looked up.

vest fitting perfectly across his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Even sitting

chair opposite him sat a massive bouquet

remembering the script,

Elodie hesitated.

never given her flowers before. All those little gestures couples shared, he never did any of them.

ignored long enough, has

the chair across from him. She

exactly common. How would someone like Jarrod even know where to find them? She

if it didn't

rented out the entire

filtered through the windows, candles flickered on the table, and an almost

main course arrived

the steak on her plate, but hadn't

reached over, took her untouched plate, and swapped it with

gentleman's gesture, attentive and

then did Elodie look

gaze, he lifted his eyes. "What's

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