Chapter 187
Elodie had tried to let go.
Really, she had.
But after carrying her daughter for nine months, raising her for years, being there for every scraped knee and bedtime story, it wasn’t that simple.
Now, standing here surrounded by all these people, the lights, the music, the laughter... several memories kept crashing over her. One after another. No matter how hard she tried to push them away.
"Miss Miller?"
She turned.
Jimmy Hall was standing there, looking mildly surprised to see her.
She nodded politely. "Mr. Hall."
"What are you doing out here by yourself?" he asked.
Elodie pushed down the ache in her chest and forced a smile. "Just picking up a plant for my apartment."
Jimmy stepped a little closer. He noticed the way she stood there, alone in the middle of the crowd. The look on her face was the definition of calm on the surface, but underneath, there was something heavy. Sad.
He didn’t know her well enough to ask what was wrong.