How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 266

Early the next morning.

Elodie got ready quickly and headed straight to the hospital.

She had a full day ahead.

In the morning, she'd be undergoing chemotherapy and finalizing her divorce. In the afternoon, she'd arranged to meet Joseph, who was bringing along his doctor friend.

Her first round of chemo was scheduled for 8:30.

Before that, she stopped in to see her primary physician.

She needed to confirm the details of her surgical treatment plan.

When the doctor saw Elodie, she couldn't help but frown, glancing down at Elodie's chart with a sigh. "Just turned twenty-five... so young. The uterus is so important for a woman. I really hope you'll think this through carefully."

She was clearly reluctant for someone so young to undergo a hysterectomy.

Most women Elodie's age hadn't even married or thought about children yet. What a waste, the doctor thought.

But Elodie understood the compassion behind her words. She managed a gentle smile. "It's alright. I've made up my mind."

The doctor hesitated, then asked, "Are you married?"

Elodie lowered her gaze, rubbing her cold fingers before answering with a faint smile, "I'm getting divorced today."

The doctor paused, surprised.

A complicated pity flickered in her eyes.

things rarely happened by

story: the illness, the inability to have children...

sighed inwardly, saddened by human

plan with Elodie, including the uncertainty of recovery after three rounds of chemo and a full hysterectomy. Success was far from guaranteed-right now, the odds of

it

the chemo

about. If it was obvious,

shook her head, reassuring her. "It's not a given. It depends on the medication we

felt a bit more at

please write out the treatment plan for

doctor nodded and prepared

glanced over it-three rounds of chemotherapy, then a full hysterectomy in two

tucked the paperwork into her bag and made her way to the oncology wing. At this

few deep breaths, and walked in with

session lasted about twenty

Still, Elodie was left weak and nauseated, vomiting several times until her stomach was empty and only sour

nurse looked sympathetic. "No family

from her brow, immune to the question

herself twenty

fixed her makeup, and headed straight to city

was 9:50 when she reached the

a black Mercedes parked across the street in the shopping district lot—its custom

Jarrod's car.

was here

Today, their marriage would finally be dissolved. Of course Jarrod would be

to look away-then caught sight of Keith approaching from down the street, carrying a familiar brown paper coffee bag. He didn't see