How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 585

She was herself first and foremost; everything else was merely icing on the cake.

She couldn't fault the girl she'd once been, lost and fumbling in the fog-everyone has their flaws. All she felt now was gratitude that she'd chosen to change, to become the woman she was today.

And she liked who she was now.

Sylvie understood perfectly the unyielding look on Elodie's face, and she knew exactly why-after all, she'd been part of it, too.

But still...

"Elodie, you're taking it out on me. Can't we keep things separate?" Sylvie's breath was unsteady, hoping Elodie would treat the past like some ancient grudge, best left behind.

Elodie's eyes were cold as winter steel as she looked at her. "Am I not keeping things separate? For what you did at the competition, you belong in jail. Congratulations, Ms. Fielding."

She didn't spare a glance for Sylvie's face, which had gone stark white in the blink

of an eye.

Turning on her heel, Elodie walked away.

Real fear gripped Sylvie now. On instinct, she reached out, desperate to catch Elodie's hand.

But Elodie didn't let her get close; before Sylvie could touch her, Elodie yanked her arm away with a sharp, forceful motion.

Sylvie lost her balance, stumbling gracelessly and nearly falling.

down at her from above, icy and detached. "You want

even close

Sylvie's ears as everyone around turned to

Scornful, mocking, contemptuous.

had never been like this

her mad; her eyes rimmed red with fury as she glared

she nearly collided with Patricia, who had just gotten

waved with a sunny smile. “Heading out,

her stride, glancing over. "Miss Aldridge, what brings you

nearby. "I was just out for a walk and figured I'd stop by. Wanted to see if you'd like to join me for dinner-my friends are all curious about you. You've got quite a few

her a polite, guarded smile. "I doubt I'll have time anytime

was a gentle but

"I get it, no worries. Let me know

then, Elodie's phone

up at Patricia and gesturing at

Patricia said

another word, Elodie walked past

drove away,

and watched

disappear down the street, her expression

Sylvie emerged from the VistaLink Technologies lobby, pale

run into Patricia

sixth sense all women have-wariness, caution-flared