Left for Dead Came Back for Everything novel Chapter 139

*Beep—*

Eliza lowered her phone.

She stood by the window, gazing out at the city lights.

The rain-washed streets below reflected the orange glow of the streetlamps, where a few pedestrians hurried past under their umbrellas.

Suddenly, she remembered the way Julian looked when he handed her the flowers at the cafe.

That posture—doing so much, yet deliberately acting as if it was completely effortless.

The oat milk latte with light ice and a touch of sweetness.

The daisies that looked like they were casually picked from a backyard.

That 'Congratulations, Choreographer Shaw', spoken so lightly, as if he had just mentioned it in passing.

But his information hadn't come from Hudson at all.

So how did he know?

The answer was right in front of her.

But Eliza forcefully shoved it down.

She couldn't think about that.

Not right now.

She was still dragging a sixty-five thousand dollar debt.

Her bank account had exactly three hundred and twenty dollars in it.

Her father was still lying in a hospital bed.

Her divorce wasn't finalized yet.

She didn't have the right, nor the emotional bandwidth, to entertain any thoughts of 'romance'.

Eliza stepped away from the window and sat back down on the sofa.

She opened the roster, smoothed out a blank sheet of paper, and picked up her pen.

After jotting down a few words, the tip of her pen suddenly stopped.

She glanced down at the back of her phone case.

The sticky note with Julian's hand-drawn smiley face rested quietly beneath the clear cover.

Eliza's thumb twitched, as if she wanted to flip the phone over.

But in the end, she did nothing.

She just took a deep breath, forced her eyes back to the roster, and lowered her pen again.

Steady, precise, and meticulous.

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