How a dying woman wrote her epilogue novel 1

How a dying woman wrote her epilogue novel 1

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Im sorry Miss Elodie Thome. You missed the optimal v window for surgery..” 

Elodie stood frozen for a long time, clutching the diagnosis confining her sterine cancer, before she finally dialed Janod Silverstein’s secretary, Keith 

The line rang endlessly before he picked up, his tone as flippant as ever. Yes, Mrs Silverstein? Can I help you

Elodie’s Engers curled, stiff and cold. 11. Jarrod there? I need to speak with him

Mi Silverstein is unavailable at the moment, Keith replied 

Please could you put him on

She didn’t even finish before another voice floated through the receiver a woman’s voice grade and sweet. Jarrod, she teased, what’s this surprise? Why all the 

““”“Look upcame Jamod’s deep, familiar volorso gentle, yet never for her 11 

A second later Keith cut the call without hesitation

At that very moment- 

An explosion thundered from across the harbor Elodie looked up, her face drained of color 

Brilliant fireworks burst over the distant waterfront, straks of color twisting together in the midnight blue skybeautiful, like something out of a fairy tale Any rowd had gathered outside the hospital 

You heard? That’s President Silverstein from The Silverstein Group. He threw this whole fireworks show for his girlfriend’s birthdaycost over three million dollars!; She’s Sylvie Fielding, you know! PhD from Pinecrest Institute of Technology, all the top companies are fighting to hire her. She’s smart, gorgeous, comes from a powerful family, and her boyfriend is not only handsome but totally untouchablet

No wonder Mr. Silverstein is so crazy about her. Who wouldn’t be proud to have a girlfriend like that?” 

Elode watched the lavish display for a long time, the test results crumpling in her hand until finally, the thin paper slipped from her fingers and fluttered to the ground 

She tumed and walked away!! 

Later that night 

Jarrod came home to find Elodie sitting alone in the darkened living room

He facked on the lights, frowning. Why aren’t you in bed?

Elodie looked up at him His jacket was slung over his arm, and his dark eyescold and unreadable as everrested on her 

She used to think his indifference was just his nature, but tonight, she understood the man who was ice in her arms could bum like fire for someone else 

couldn’t sleepher voice was barely more than a whisper 1 went to the hospital today 

Jarrod tossed his coat onto the couch, barely interested. What did the doctor say?!! 

Elodie had been complaining of stomach pain for weeks. He’d promised to go with het but there was always some billiondollar deal or urgent ens at work to pull hmanayı 

Just yesterday, he’d told her held come along. But then he found out Sylvie had hidden her birthday from him

reiht the office in a rushjust in time to arrange the firmworks

He hadn’t spared a thought for Elodie 

its nothing. The doctor said just wait and see Elodie said softly, lowering her eyes. Why are you home tonight?

Janod hesitated for a moment, then moved closer 

He pulled Elodie into his arms, his breath hot against her neck, voice low and rough 

It’s your file window.” 

You insisted we stick to this schedule every monthfor the Silverstein family’s heir Did you forget

The scent of expensive womens perfume clung to his clothes, sharp and unmistakablea cruel bullet shattering what was left of Elodie’s pride

He was wrong. Three years of marriage, and Jarrod had always been distant Only when pressured by his grandmother to carry on the Silversten linedid he reluctantly come home and go through the motions with herli 

Have a child? That hardly seemed possible now 

Elodie had always been gentle, always gone along with whatever was asked of her. But tonight, something inside her snapped 

Jarrod, arent you worried your girlfriend might get jealous if you sleep with me?

Her eyes glittered in the darkness, the way a wounded animal finally bases its fangs 

Janod studied her, his face growing cold 

After a long moment, ho let out a mithless laugh 

Why should care? We’re married in secretyou’re the one who has to stay hidden 

You chose to be the understudy. What right do you have to make demands?” 

How a dying woman wrote her epilogue novel

How a dying woman wrote her epilogue novel

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