The Day Our Promise Breaks

"I get it. I messed up with the jewelry contest. I understand why you're upset. If you're mad, take it out on me. But why'd you go and tell someone with such a volatile personality? You pushed him to come after Sandy and me.

"If Charles hadn't picked up my call and rushed over, who knows what could've happened to us today? Evelyn, is it really that hard for you to tolerate Sandy and me?"

"Got any proof?" Evelyn pulled her hand away from Dahlia and shot back coolly.

"Proof? Do we really need it? Tonight at Debbie's Garden, you brought it up in front of Charles. Besides us, you were the only other person present. Who else could it be?" Dahlia accused, her eyes red with emotion, fixing her gaze on Evelyn. She believed Charles would take her side over Evelyn.

"Weren't you there too?" Evelyn's voice dripped with sarcasm.

But Charles stayed silent. Tears streamed down Dahlia's face as she fumed, "Evelyn, you're lying about me! Do you

"Dahlia,

I?" Dahlia clutched her

Dahlia, we both know

all the judgment she needed. He believed it was her! That she orchestrated this by leaking everything to that man, putting Dahlia and Sandy in harm's way. Perhaps, even at Oakwood Manor, Charlie's painting was a pert of her plan. It looked like she used

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Evelyn knew that. Yet, her heart still writhed in agony. Evelyn clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. Her gaze swept past Dahlia, smug with victory, and landed on Charles

leaned against the door for support, but her spirit was unbroken. Her tone was biting, "You