How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 780

Elodie didn't understand what Jarrod had just said, and for once, she didn't try to

hide how she felt. She'd always known that after the surgery, grief and pain would

hit her hard-but she hadn't expected it to come crashing down so violently,

impossible to dodge or ignore.

She locked eyes with Jarrod, noticing how hard he was trying to ease her burden,

to make things a little lighter for her.

"What person?" she asked, her voice raw. Was he talking about Sylvie-her

closest confidante?

Right now, nearly everyone she cared about was in Eldermere. A tiny circle, really.

She couldn't imagine who else could possibly matter this much.

Jarrod hesitated, taking in the deep hurt in her expression before speaking, slow

and deliberate: "It's a girl. As of today, she's been alive for six months."

Elodie's face tensed. "What do you mean?"

"She's... our child."

For a heartbeat after Jarrod's words, Elodie just sat there, numb, as if someone

had struck her squarely in the head. Her thoughts scattered, refusing to come

together.

It took her a long few seconds to find her voice, her words shaky and bewildered:

we ever-how could we have

and led her over to a small, plush armchair

in front of her,

serious. "The procedure you had a few months ago wasn't what

The doctor who performed it, I flew in from

the doctor used a technology that's

intact and transferred it

eyes went wide,

to

Did such technology

must have read her doubts; his

that. Medical science has reached a level

can't even imagine."

gently pinched her

sorry for

her

ragged

from not having

forced herself

voice hoarse.

say

make me feel better."

nothing

her gaze firm, grounding her. "Have I ever

isn't public

quietly. "It's reserved

echelons

business world. The

astronomical-not many can afford

even most

only

a couple of

their

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