How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 416

Elodie froze when she saw him.

Elias didn't wait for her to speak; the truth was already plain enough.

"Let's get you somewhere to rest." His brow furrowed as he carefully helped

Elodie to her feet. She felt so light and fragile, and while he made sure she leaned on his arm for support, Elias kept just enough distance so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

"Thank you, I'm alright," Elodie murmured, her voice thin and weak as she stood.

Elias nodded softly. "Sit down for a bit. Take your time." He glanced over at the oncology ward across the hall.

After years of research into malignant tumors, he'd seen too many patients like her-he knew all too well what someone looked like after a round of chemotherapy.

Elias took in her pale face, surprised, and asked, "Are you here alone? No one came with you?"

He didn't hide his disapproval, and Elodie realized immediately that he'd probably guessed the truth.

She nodded. "Yes, just me."

She didn't bother to explain why.

beside her. "If you're going through

with her? If they were as close as he suspected, surely he'd be at her side. At the very

neither of them even

you mind telling me what's going

there was nothing to hide. He was a doctor, after all, and she

his

something off

he thought of Jarrod and

Elodie was left to hold herself together, all

his brow. "Did you bring your medical records

just came in for

pull up your records in the hospital system. When was your last scan?" His voice was low and gentle, offering no

hesitated. "About two

take a look at your case for you. But honestly, I'd recommend a more targeted scan.

Elodie was surprised.

how busy

it

spare time. But

denying he was a genius, one