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.

this year

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

followed the manager to the best

She looked up.

custom-tailored suit. He'd draped the jacket over the back of his chair, the vest fitting perfectly across his broad shoulders and

sat a massive

way and, as if remembering the

Elodie hesitated.

little gestures couples shared,

long enough, has

the chair across from him.

would someone like Jarrod even know where to find them? She didn't need

eyes remained calm, as if it didn't matter. He simply told the waitstaff, "You

grandmother had rented out the entire restaurant. Tonight, they were

through the windows, candles flickered on the

main course arrived

glanced at the steak on her plate, but hadn't

and swapped it

gesture, attentive and

did Elodie look

nothing away. Sensing her gaze, he lifted his eyes. "What's wrong? Not

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