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.

her from above, icy and detached. "You want

You're not even

roaring filled Sylvie's ears as everyone around turned

Scornful, mocking, contemptuous.

had never been

to drive her mad; her eyes rimmed red with fury

stepped out of the lobby, she nearly collided with Patricia, who had

waved with a sunny smile. “Heading

over. "Miss Aldridge,

"I was just out for a walk and figured I'd stop by. Wanted to see if you'd like to join

smile. "I doubt I'll

was a gentle but

"I get it, no worries. Let

then, Elodie's

up at Patricia and gesturing

go ahead," Patricia said with another

walked past her and headed

Elodie drove

arms and

the street,

from the VistaLink Technologies lobby, pale as a

to run into

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