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.

found the whole

calm, his expression unreadable. But this time, his gaze lingered on Elodie, thoughtful, not

expression shifted at the

watching too, a knowing,

short of admirers. From childhood, she'd attracted attention, but beneath her

the atmosphere seemed

a scene or play coy;

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

her

been holding his breath, finally relaxed,

grace and

waist as he leaned in

gaze. “Thank you. That's

she knew the basics, and

and his voice dropped to match her gentle

quickly drew the attention of those around

narrowed, the smile at his lips sharpening into

gaze drift away from Elodie. He turned to Sylvie and said, "Shall we

to her earlier question

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