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.

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

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

going through the motions. She followed the manager to the best table in the

She looked up.

of his chair, the vest fitting perfectly across his broad

opposite him sat a massive

as if remembering

Elodie hesitated.

flowers before. All those little gestures couples shared, he never did any of them. She used to

long enough, has a

settling into the chair across from him. She didn't say whether she liked them

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

eyes remained calm, as if it didn't

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

windows, candles flickered on the table, and

course

on her

quietly reached over, took her untouched plate, and swapped it with his own—he'd already cut it up, making

gesture, attentive and

then did Elodie

nothing away. Sensing her gaze, he lifted his eyes. "What's

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