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.

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

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

She followed the manager to the best table in the house, a spot with sweeping

She looked up.

already seated, dressed in a charcoal-gray, custom-tailored suit. He'd draped the jacket over the back of his chair, the vest fitting perfectly across his

chair opposite him sat a massive bouquet of

and, as if remembering the script, asked,

Elodie hesitated.

those little gestures couples shared, he never did any of them. She

long enough, has a way

chair across from him.

where to find them? She didn't need to

detachment. His dark eyes remained calm, as if it didn't matter. He simply told the waitstaff, "You may bring out the

out the entire restaurant. Tonight, they were the only

candles flickered on the table, and an almost surreal atmosphere hung

course arrived

on her plate, but hadn't touched it

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

gentleman's gesture,

did Elodie look at

her gaze, he lifted his eyes. "What's wrong?

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