How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 573

"Got it," Elodie replied.

At this point, the truth was out-there was no way she could bluff her way past

Jarrod's grandmother.

She ended the call.

She didn't ask Jarrod to pick her up, either. There was no need to put on that awkward show, making things uncomfortable for everyone.

When work was finally done, Elodie glanced at the clock. Near seven, she drove out toward Moonlight Garden.

Rainy season had arrived.

Halfway there, the skies opened up. The world filled with the earthy, damp scent of wet soil.

When she arrived, she stepped out beneath her umbrella.

But at the door, she paused-she didn't know the new passcode.

Ever since Jarrod had bought back the house as their marital home, all the codes had been changed.

If she rang the bell, his grandmother might sense something was off.

Elodie frowned, considering her options.

Just then, footsteps sounded behind her. A crisp, cool scent of fir needles drifted

in the wet air. Before she could turn, someone caught her wrist and guided her index finger to the fingerprint scanner.

Beep, beep-

The door unlocked.

Elodie looked up at

already released her, his pale eyes steady and

all

first,

brows knitting. She couldn't quite wrap

fingerprint was still in the system? Had he just

thought go and stepped

and fixtures she remembered had all changed. Unfamiliar art and decorations filled the space. It bore no trace of the home she'd lived in for three years, the one she'd

it was a brand-new house-a home that belonged

let the feeling linger for just a couple

look at her, his expression unreadable. "What

but said nothing, following him

living room, where Lucinda Howard

grandmother bustled in from the

she saw Elodie, the old woman

reproachful glare. "What's going on with you? Why didn't you ever mention Elodie's

believe Jarrod

known-he'd just chosen not

they all felt like outsiders, knowing nothing about their

brow. "There were special circumstances. Elodie was under

looked ready to protest

I

course, the old woman wasn't truly

her remarkable granddaughter had kept so

suddenly, the whole truth

highly valued in her field had lived