How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 824

Wind whipped at Elodie's face, blurring the world around her.

Yet through the chaos, she saw a figure leap from the plane-a silhouette dressed

in jet black, so vivid it seared into her vision. That face had haunted her dreams

for days now. Even though she tried to dismiss what Watts had said, a part of her soul recoiled in fear, waking her over and over from nightmares where she watched him vanish before her eyes.

Now, he was no longer a dream. He grew clearer, closer with every heartbeat.

In that moment, Elodie's mind hadn't even caught up with her racing emotions. She steadied herself, then ran straight toward him.

At last.

Beneath the slowing propellers, Elodie crashed into a pair of warm, strong arms. Jarrod moved fast.

From a distance, he'd seen her being chased. He was so desperate to reach her that he jumped from the plane before it had even come to a stop.

And finally, in that instant, he caught her-his entire world.

He could feel Elodie's heart pounding as if it might burst.

She clung to him desperately, holding him tight as if to make sure he was real.

low, gently patting her back, trying to ease the

upon herself these past days finally

death had gnawed at her heart, eating

forced to comfort herself, searching for reason after reason, telling herself that someone

reassurances could compare to seeing him now, alive before her

She broke down completely.

like getting back something she'd lost

that matters..." she whispered into his chest, squeezing her eyes shut,

smile, but her confusion and panic twisted something inside his heart. He said nothing,

Meanwhile―

stem the bleeding on Watts' back, stopping it for the

watched the scene unfold,

be shocked?

known

yet, just as he was about to

every way, a

Jarrod's arms. Her outline was almost blurred, but to him it was the most

landed the

security scrambled down

a tense standoff had formed between

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