How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 452

With that thought lingering in his mind, every time he looked at Sylvie, there was a strange new glint in his eyes.

Sylvie noticed those looks. Her face remained expressionless, but her grip on the pen tightened ever so slightly.

The sudden shift in how people saw her was too much to adjust to all at once.

Elodie, on the other hand, had always kept herself at arm's length from this sort of drama, and so she remained unaffected.

Whenever anyone tried to pry a little deeper, Alexander would deftly step in, a few well-placed words enough to shut down their questions.

Once it was all over, Elodie and Alexander stood up and left together.

She didn't even spare a glance for Jarrod across the room.

She had no interest in being the center of gossip or in giving Jarrod and Sylvie any more chances to play their parts.

Whatever conclusions others drew about their relationships didn't matter to her.

The rumors, though, were spreading like wildfire.

But for Naylor, one of the so-called "participants," the whole thing left him reeling. He couldn't quite describe what he felt-something close to embarrassment, almost wishing he could hit reset on the whole day.

That evening, he called up Elias, asking to meet.

Elias had just gotten back from out of town and, with no work the next day, agreed to check in on Naylor.

Naylor had already been drinking

his bag and ordered a house cocktail, sliding into the seat

shot him a look, frowning. "Heartbroken? I wasn't

are you

opened his mouth, but the frustration just sat heavy in his chest. The whole ordeal had rattled him more than he cared to admit. Finally, he

his glass,

seem insane to you? The real girlfriend gets cast as the homewrecker, and the mistress becomes the legit partner! I feel like a complete clown-ashamed and

set on

Naylor fell silent.

"I__"

accepts it is up to her, but when you screw up, you own it." Elias wasn't in the

As for Elodie...

his gaze to the ice swirling

had come to light, he doubted that Jarrod and Sylvie would get

couldn't picture Elodie as the type to just

marriage wouldn't

his watch:

reminded him of something. After a moment's thought, Elias pulled out

found Elodie in his contacts, and typed out a quick

your check-up next week. I'll

he set his

his frustration, pulled out

realized, "Wait, I donet even have her number.

am I