How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue novel Chapter 867

But when her eyes opened, she was met with the sight of his face, turned towards her.

Elodie wasn't prepared. Her heart leaped into her throat. It was a confusing mix of nervousness and excitement.

He was undeniably handsome, with perfect, refined features. His eyelashes were long, and his high brow bone gave his eyes a deep, soulful look.

It took a while for her heart to calm down. As she stared at him, she recognized the subtle flutter of attraction within her. On an impulse, she reached out, wanting to touch the elegant bridge of his nose.

Before she could make contact, her wrist was seized.

The supposedly sleeping man's eyes opened, completely clear and alert.

"You're not asleep?" Elodie gasped, shocked.

Jarrod looked at her. "You were staring a hole through me. How could I sleep?"

"Aren't you tired?" Elodie felt like she'd been caught red-handed. She tried to pull her hand back, but he held on tight.

"I'm in good shape."

Elodie didn't know how to respond. She struggled again. "Well, I'm going to sleep now. You can go be in good shape by yourself."

Jarrod still didn't let go. He didn't speak, just looked into her eyes. Elodie met his gaze and felt a jolt run through her, as if her very soul had been shaken. Electricity coursed through her limbs.

The room was dark, lit only by the faint light reflecting off the sea outside the large window. The sound of the waves was a distant murmur, a sound that seemed to echo in both of their hearts.

She didn't know how long they stared at each other, or who made the first move. All Elodie knew was that in that moment, something broke, and neither of them cared about anything else.

She was flipped onto her back, their breaths mingling in a frantic, desperate dance.

He always had an answer for her questions. "We're building a life together."

"Elodie, we're only going to get better."

It was that one sentence that sent Elodie tumbling headfirst into the abyss of love. Jarrod wanted to build a life with her.

All her previous anxieties, her fears that he hated her, vanished into thin air. In that instant, she threw herself into the relationship completely. And she stayed there, for many years.

"You have no idea. To spend that extra two weeks with you, your husband nearly worked himself to death at the office before we left," Jarrod said, popping a grape into Elodie's mouth with a click of his tongue.

Looking back, he was the one who was truly lovestruck back then.