The Day Our Promise Breaks

As the second round of fireworks soared into the sky, exploding in a burst of dazzling colors, Charles and Dahlia simultaneously bent down to kiss Sandy. One on the left and one on the right, their affectionate kisses landed on Sandy's cheeks.

The moment was frozen in time.

"Woah. Mr. Jenkins really dotes on his daughter."

"Well, I heard Dahlia is the love of his life."

Envious voices filled the air.

Evelyn's eyes turned bloodshot as she tightly wrapped her daughter's urn in her down jacket. Her heart was twisting in pain.

She covered the front of the urn with her hand, whispering softly, "Charlie, don't look!"

She didn't want her daughter to be sad.

...

was ten o'clock at night when Evelyn returned to Oakwood Manor, the villa she

on the little bed holding her daughter's urn all night long.

It was Charles.

didn't look at her, his expression as cold as ever. He did not say much but asked

been three days since their daughter died, and

glare. Was she still angry about

argue with her. Suppressing his displeasure, he said in a

park,' Evelyn's heart twisted in pain. She could never forget the scene she saw when she rushed into the amusement park after the

fainted in a pool of her vomited

said over the phone in the morning. "Mommy, Daddy arrived on time. I'm having a lot of fun with him. Don't worry," At

her for the first time, just so she could spend time alone

in the cold wind

glared at Charles with rage. Her voice was cold as ice. "She's dead! Where are you going to take her?

she curse her own daughter to death over

mother. How could