How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

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 thing

time, his gaze lingered on Elodie,

Naylor's expression shifted

was watching too, a

known that Elodie was never short of admirers. From childhood, she'd attracted attention, but beneath

the atmosphere seemed to

the young man's eyes. She didn't make a scene or play coy; instead, she nodded lightly.

no need to be a killjoy just because

placed her hand in

Aldridge, who had been holding his breath,

effortless grace and led Elodie toward

he leaned in and murmured, "We can go

her gaze. “Thank you.

exactly a seasoned dancer, but she knew the basics, and her

smile played at Watts's lips, and his voice dropped to match her gentle tone.

handsome pair quickly drew the attention of those around

narrowed, the smile at his lips sharpening

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

was his answer to her earlier question about whether he minded her dancing