How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Her overseas projects couldn't run without her as chief engineer, and her schedule was relentlessly tight.

She barely had time to get measured and order her wedding dress before she was whisked away again.

This time, the company had assigned her a personal security detail and arranged a private jet for her travels.

Esmeralda Mercer was still abroad and hadn't returned yet, so Elodie needed to go oversee things herself.

Jarrod, on the other hand, didn't really voice any opinion about it.

He knew Elodie had a world of her own to conquer, and he was never going to be

the one to hold her back. He wanted to be the one who always had her back, ready to support her, wherever and whenever she needed it.

Even so, letting her go was never easy.

He couldn't help but think some of the higher-ups' work arrangements lacked basic compassion.

Jarrod had never been a fan of that "with great power comes great responsibility" mentality—just because someone was capable didn't mean they should be expected to carry more than their share.

But...

Watching Elodie in the passenger seat, completely absorbed in her iPad, scrolling through lines of code, he realized again how much she loved what she did. Nothing else came close.

When Elodie left the house that morning, her mind was a mess. Parting ways with Nadia had left her unusually unsettled. She'd never been the sentimental type, but when she saw Nadia clutch her hand and smile, she'd embarrassingly burst into tears before she'd even walked out the door.

Work was the only thing that could numb her, at least for a while.

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reached over and gently squeezed the back of her neck. "What

shot him a look. "You might be fine, but Nadia wouldn't last a day.

her. "When did I ever say I'd be fine? Honestly, I was just wondering if you don't make it back in time for the wedding, how am I supposed to pull

rushing the wedding?

for

He didn't elaborate further.

always been the jealous type, even if

up over things, but when it

what to make of it, but

They reached the airport.

out, grabbed all her luggage,

"You don't

Just take care of

video every day if water them

"Alright."

of your way-I just

"Alright."

the decisions.

"Alright."

he was almost too calm about all of

a quizzical look. “Okay then, I'll

hooked a finger through the belt at the back of

turned back.