The Day Our Promise Breaks

Dahlia watched the car disappear into the distance, a slight smile playing on her lips.

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"Mr. Brooks, I'm sorry. This blind date wasn't really my idea, and I feel bad for taking up your time. You can just drop me off at the subway station," Evelyn said to Michael, her voice full of regret.

"Funny enough, my family put me up to this, too. How about we grab dinner anyway, just to keep the folks happy?" Michael chuckled.

"Alright," Evelyn agreed, feeling more at ease with his response.

Michael drove them to the restaurant. They walked in together, keeping a comfortable distance between them, and headed to a private room that had been booked in advance. Ever the gentleman, Michael pulled out a chair for Evelyn. "Ms. Evelyn, can I get you some wine?" Michael asked politely.

"Thanks, but I don't drink," Evelyn replied with a smile, knowing her limits.

Michael ordered himself a bottle of red wine and thoughtfully got Evelyn a hot drink.

consideration. Michael seemed well-mannered, and since Rosa had specifically picked him out, Evelyn didn't worry

drink. He raised his wine glass slightly. "Ms. Evelyn, it's

drink and gently

polite sip. Michael watched her, and his smile grew

any alcohol, yet a wave of dizziness hit her. Trying to shake it off, she inadvertently caused her knife

was quick to react. He got up, and leaned over the table. "Ms. Evelyn,

as he stared at her. He was now

felt unsteady and had to grip the

you home," Michael said, moving closer and wrapping an arm around her waist. His facade slipped, eyes revealing a predatory glint. He ogled her shamelessly, drawn in by

sent him Evelyn's photo, he'd

off me!"

thought was to escape. If she stayed in his clutches while drugged, the consequences could

thinking, Evelyn grabbed

table and slashed