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How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 306

Now that he was gone, she could finally relax a little.

She set her towel down on the chair and slipped into the water, letting herself enjoy a rare moment of peace.

The warmth surrounded her, soothing some of the aches and discomfort she’d been carrying.

She’d barely been in the water a few seconds when voices drifted in from outside.

“Jarrod? Is someone in there? Why’d you come out?” That was Sylvie.

Jarrod’s voice was calm and even. “No one’s here. Let’s go.”

Sylvie said something else, but their voices faded as the two of them walked away down the corridor.

Elodie rested her chin on the edge of the hot spring, glancing at the door before letting her eyes drift shut.

So Jarrod and Sylvie had planned to meet here. If she hadn’t decided on a whim to come down for a soak tonight, the two of them might’ve ended up having a lovely little date.

She lingered on that thought for a moment, then let it go.

Her mind drifted, her fingers absently tracing the faint scar across her lower stomach.

Back when Ivan Harcourt’s troubles had blown up at the firm, there’d been a nasty incident—a targeted attack before he was taken away. After everything that happened, she’d spent more than two weeks in the hospital.

Maybe because of those injuries, getting pregnant had become a challenge ever since.

Elodie shut her eyes, letting the silence stretch out as she floated in the warmth.

The next morning, after she’d packed up her things, Esmeralda stopped by to call her down to breakfast.

When they reached the restaurant, Alexander looked up from his phone. “Jarrod and Sylvie just left together. Didn’t even stay for breakfast.”

Elodie let the words slide in one ear and out the other, ordering a flat white from the server instead.

The food at this mountain resort was surprisingly good, and she found herself enjoying the meal.

After breakfast, while they waited for the car to arrive, Joseph walked over from the lobby.

Elodie was a little surprised to see him—she’d assumed he’d have left with Jarrod and the others.

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