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.

these years, Jarrod had never spent a single Valentine's Day with her. The only reason this year was different was

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

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

She looked up.

in a charcoal-gray, custom-tailored suit. He'd draped the jacket over the back of his chair, the vest fitting perfectly across his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Even sitting there, doing nothing, he drew every eye in

a massive bouquet of vibrant magenta

glanced her way and, as if remembering the

Elodie hesitated.

given her flowers before. All those little gestures couples shared, he

enough, has a

replied, settling into the chair across from him. She didn't say

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

as if it didn't matter. He

had rented out the entire restaurant. Tonight,

filtered through the windows, candles flickered on the

course

on her plate, but hadn't touched it

swapped it with his

gentleman's gesture, attentive

did Elodie look at

Sensing her gaze, he lifted his eyes. "What's wrong? Not

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