How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 182

This time, Albin actually answered his question. "You'll have to wait thirty days. It's a required period."

Maurice clicked his tongue in annoyance. "So, she gets to ride out another month on your dime. That's the policy, Jarrod. Must be a real pain for you too, huh?"

Jarrod didn't seem bothered in the slightest. Turning to Albin, he said, "Thanks for handling this, Albin. How about we grab a bite together later?"

Albin nodded his agreement.

Maurice was relegated to driver. Once they got in the car, something occurred to him. "Hey, why'd you suddenly change your number?"

Jarrod didn't look up from his phone. "Work stuff."

Maurice shrugged, dropping it.

Elodie had feelings about that house-their marital home. She'd poured heart and soul into every detail, but so many unhappy memories were tangled up in those walls.

Even if Jarrod handed her the place, she had no intention of moving back.

Still... there was a lot of Jarrod's stuff left behind.

And that study-the one room she'd never been allowed to enter. That's where Jarrod kept most of his important things.

to ask him when

thinking it over, Elodie decided she'd rather he cleared out sooner than later. The paperwork alone-transferring

his number. "Sorry, the

That message again.

at Keith, who was driving.

in the rearview mirror. "Mr. Silverstein changed his number on Valentine's Day. He doesn't use the old one anymore. Didn't he

off

He'd gone so far as

was to cut ties with the past. She remembered hearing about couples who'd delete old contacts from

paperwork at city hall,

can book a meeting with him directly-maybe, if

Elodie frowned slightly.

had to wait for Jarrod

rubbed her forehead and turned to look

her problem to solve. When it was

more impatient than she

her through the mirror for

even a flicker of annoyance at being left out of