The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 211 Dahlia stood before Charlie's gravestone, and her glare twisted with anguish as she stared at the etched image of her youthful face. Her heart was ablaze with fury, all of it directed at Charlie. With a swift kick, she scattered the fresh flowers and fruit that Evelyn had lovingly placed there just two days ago.

As she kicked, she spat venomously, "Curse you, you miserable little brat! Even in death, you haunt me! If you won't let me live in peace, I'll make sure you never rest easy!"

She sneered, "Your pathetic mother went to such lengths to get you this prime burial spot, hoping you'd roll into a better life next time. I'd like to see you try!"

Dahlia chuckled darkly, bending down to grab a hefty container she had brought along. As she twisted the cap off, she taunted Charlie's memory. "Know what this is?"

"This is animal blood, just for you. And I've spent big bucks on some charms to curse you."

"Once these charms are soaked in the blood, you'll never find peace in the afterlife. Never!"

given up on Evelyn either. She couldn't openly target Evelyn, so she'd target the child Evelyn had

being born to

low and sinister, more chilling than any ghost story. Sometimes, human

gravestone, a furious voice rang

ine

expected her to show up at the graveyard so late. Dahlia was startled and knocked off her feet, landing hard on the ground. The bottle of animal blood slipped from her grasp,

tissues from her bag to wipe herself clean. It might not harm the living, but it

was busy cleaning up, Evelyn delivered a fierce kick to Dahlia's back. Caught off guard, Dahlia stumbled forward. Before Dahlia could steady herself, Evelyn struck again, hitting the back of her knees. Pain shot through her,

Evelyn make her kneel

had heard everything. Dahlia dropped all pretenses and was ready to fight. But Evelyn, fueled by an unexpected strength, moved

whap-" A flurry of slaps left Dahlia reeling, her mind