The Day Our Promise Breaks

Dahlia forced herself to stay calm.

Since returning to her home country, Charles had been providing a monthly allowance of a million dollars to support her and her daughter.

When Sandy fell ill, Charles took it upon himself to cover all the medical expenses and other miscellaneous costs. A million dollars wasn't hard for her to handle.

"You better not play any tricks!" John gave Dahlia a warning look.

Before Charles arrived, he quickly slipped around the corner and left.

"Having trouble?" Charles glanced in the direction where John had disappeared.

"He was just asking for directions," Dahlia replied coolly.

Charles didn't inquire further, and they left the hospital together.

...

slept through the entire day. By

had any food all day, she was

a large bowl of chicken noodle soup. She ate slowly, spoonful by spoonful, and gradually felt warmth returning to her body. After paying, Evelyn

Garden was well-situated, but the complex was old and run-down. A few of the streetlights

a dark stretch of road, she heard footsteps behind her. Having been dragged into an alley once

bag and gripped the pocketknife she carried

no

breath of relief but didn't let down her guard. She turned back

started walking,

looking back, she quickened her pace. As she sped up, the footsteps behind her did the

heart raced. She sprinted to her building as fast as she could, swiped her access card and hurried

Through the glass door, there was no sign of anyone following her. Was

didn't linger. She quickened her pace towards the elevator. Once inside, she finally breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator doors closed. The old elevator moved slowly. After a while, it reached

stepped out and

she was about to close the door behind