How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 280

Chapter 280

A sudden voice cut through the lively chatter on Sylvie's side of the room.

Nearly everyone nearby turned to see what was happening.

Even Elodie was taken aback. She'd chosen a relatively quiet corner, yet someone had managed to bypass Alexander, who was standing outside the circle, to approach her.

She looked up to find a young man standing in front of her.

He was tall, handsome, with an earnest energy that hovered somewhere between adolescence and adulthood. His long lashes cast soft shadows as he looked at her, his gaze forthright and intent.

Elodie paused, caught off guard.

Before she could react, Esmeralda blurted out, "She says yes! No problem!"

The young man's eyes lit up with hope as he waited for Elodie's answer, never taking his gaze from her.

The little scene didn't escape the notice of those watching from the sidelines.

Sylvie frowned slightly. She didn't recognize this man-he was a stranger to her. But the admiration in his expression as he looked at Elodie was almost impossible to miss.

the whole

his usual calm, his expression unreadable. But this time, his gaze lingered on Elodie,

shifted at the

Ivan was watching too, a knowing, half-amused smile

attracted attention, but

atmosphere seemed to grow more

She didn't make a scene or play coy; instead, she

setting like this, with the mood so buoyant, there was no need to be

placed her

had been holding his breath, finally relaxed, relief flickering

effortless grace and led Elodie toward the

at her waist as he leaned in and murmured,

lowered her gaze. “Thank you. That's

seasoned dancer, but she knew the basics, and her natural poise made her movements graceful

his voice dropped to match

pair quickly drew the attention of

sharpening into something

drift away from Elodie.

was his answer to her earlier question about

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