How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

This time, she could truly feel how much thought and care he had poured into everything. He was the one who had given her hope again.

Jarrod was in good shape, so his recovery was impressively quick.

That very afternoon, Elodie received a message from the base administration- her appointment letter had come through.

She'd been promoted, skipping a whole level. From now on, she would lead the research division, overseeing a team of senior engineers. More responsibilities would follow.

She hadn't told her superiors about her illness or the surgery. The first phase of the project was over and a short break was scheduled, so by the time the second phase began, in just over a week, she'd be nearly back to normal. The minimally invasive procedure meant her recovery was swift.

That evening,

Elodie didn't bother Jarrod. She took a shower in the guest room, hoping for some peace.

But when she stepped out, she found Jarrod already propped up on the guest bed, reading a book.

She stopped in her tracks. "What are you doing here?"

Without even glancing up, Jarrod turned a page. "Can't shower in the master bathroom? If you're sleeping in here, then so am I.”

Elodie was momentarily speechless. "Jarrod, how old are you?”

He looked up slowly, a lazy smile flickering in his eyes. "Don't you know?"

her up. She couldn't even find a retort, worried that whatever

had no intention of

work to handle online tonight,

problem," he said. "You working late is

She gave up.

settled on the

a mountain of work waiting for her. She couldn't just use her

slack off-too much

that afternoon, Clifford had filled her in on a new development: upper management had decided on a deep partnership with Vistalink Technologies, and there would be high-level discussions with the fighter pilot

Technologies would be holding a video

changed into a fresh shirt and logged

Tonight's agenda was packed.

part, lounging on the bed with his book, though every so often he'd look up

time now and then. Nine o clock passed

in response to Alexander's question when, out of nowhere, Jarrod's voice cut through the room: "Elodie, could

words dying

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through the camera, expressions

to barely-suppressed amusement.

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