How a dying woman wrote her epilogue novel 2

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Chapter 2

Elodie felt as it a fist had closed hard around her heart, draining what little color remained from her cheeks.

The air condoning kept the house at a perfect temperature year–round, yet at this moment she could have swom she was trapped inside a walk–in freezer

She stayed silent. After several seconds, Jarrod finally looked away from her face “Sylvie’s mother is getting worse. Her only wish is to see her daughter taken care of, to feel she isn’t alone. Just keep your head down and be a good Mrs. Silverstein I want touch you‘

He made his infideley sound almost noble

Won’t touch her?

Elodie stood there, stunned for a long moment–then suddenly let out a laugh, struggling to keep the ache out of her voice. If the needs someone at her side, you shouldnt be here with me. You really shouldn’t.”

With that, she turned and headed upstairs, shutting the door behind her without a trace of warmth

A few minutes later, she heard an engine start downstairs Jarrod was gone. She didn’t have to guess where he’d gone–Sylvie was waiting Exhausted, Elodie dragged herself to the bathroom and splashed her face with icy water. The shock of it sharpened her senses, but did nothing to steady

She set up her laptop and contacted a lawyer she’d added on Linkedin three years ago, asking for help drafting divorce papers

“Ms. Thome, do you have any special requirements?” the lawyer asked. “Property, car, alimony?”

Elodie paused then answered, voice calm. 1 want nothing.”

She didn’t want Jamod. Why would she want anything else

wendy her heart

Besides, she’d read online that when you ask for nothing, the paperwork goes through quicker. That meant she wouldn’t have to drag her incmasingly frail body through endless negotiations

The lawyer sent over the completed agreement in no ti

time!!

Her hand gripped the pen so tightly it was bone–white, but she signed her name, letter by letter without hesitation or a single tear

Then, nursing the pain in her side, she packed her clothes in anush

At the front door she looked back at the home shed tended for three years–just one last glance

She walked out without looking back

The next day, Elodie called in sick, then arranged for a courier to deliver the signed divorce papers to the front desk at The Silverstein Group! Janod never bothered with trivial things like mail, so she addressed the package to Keith, his assistam

id started working at The Silverstein Group the day the manied Jared!

the company’s

He never wanted their manage public, nor did the allow her near him at work, Instead, he had her tucked away in the PR department, managing th image

in three years, she’d never taken a single sick day or missed a shifts

Her performance wasn’t about passion or even professionalism–it was just her nature to do everything as perfectly as possible.

But now that she’d decided to leave him, there was no reason to stay at The Silverstein Group either?

Once the courier was gone, Elodie checked the time. Nearly ten

She curled her fingers into a fist. She had something far more important to do now?

Eldemere Maximum Security Pridion X

Her hands were slick with sweat on the steering wheel it had been three years since she last seen him. No matter how she tried to calm down, nerves kept twisting

Ivan Harcourt was finally being released tod

today

She’d booked a private room at a restaurant a month in advance to welcome him home!

Ivan was her father’s adopted son, and they’d grown up together in the ruthless Harcourt family, Ivan was the only one who’d ever truly been kind to her He’d spent over a decade shielding her from the worst of it, never raising his voice to her, never failing her. He once promised: anyone else in the world might hurt her, but he never would

She checked her reflection in the mirror Her face was pale and almost fragile–looking, so she dabbed on extra blush until she looked healthy enough. To avoid wonying him, she popped another painkiller, then slipped on sunglasses and a hat

The prison gates began to open

Her body moved on its own as she climbed out of the car legs numb, hands shaking!

Atall man in black strode through the gates, carrying an old duffel bag. His hair was cropped short and dark, his gaze was sharp and unreadable as he scanned the area–until he seemed to spot her!