The Day Our Promise Breaks

"Shut up!"

The moment the police station was mentioned, Charles' demeanor turned icy, his glare cutting straight through Evelyn. "You really think you're untouchable, don't you?"

Evelyn got the message. Charles had bought into what Dahlia said and assumed Evelyn wasn't worried about a trip to the police station-not because she was innocent, but because she had Rosa backing her up.

Even if Evelyn ended up there, Rosa, who adored her and couldn't stand Dahlia, would pull strings with the Jenkins family connections to get her out safely. Just as Charles blindly sided with Dahlia, Rosa would do the same for her, which meant Charles couldn't avenge his beloved Dahlia and Sandy.

Evelyn thought her heart was bulletproof. However, at that moment, it tightened painfully. She bit down hard on her lower lip and reached for her phone.

If he wouldn't take her to the station, she'd call the cops herself.

Before she could hit call, a large hand snatched the phone away.

"Charles, give me my phone back." Evelyn reached out and tried to retrieve it.

Charles' eyes were unreadable, and as she lunged, he powered off the phone and tossed it onto the couch.

Her hand came up empty, her eyes welling up as she locked onto Charles' cold, unyielding profile. "Charles, what are you really after?"

as she spoke, a door

Evelyn.

the line now. It's

ghostly pale. She clung to the corner of the wall, refusing to move

gaze was icy and

loop. He just wouldn't believe her. No matter how much

accuse her without a shred of

corner even harder. "Take me to

laugh. Clearly, he wasn't

"Charles..."

but Charles didn't let her finish. He pried her

eyes widened in panic.

even voice

kicked the door

the struggling

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