The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 214 The graveyard was cold enough to chill you to the bone, but Evelyn didn't feel a thing. She was kneeling right in front of Charlie's tombstone, her eyes full of guilt and tenderness as she gazed at the picture of her sweet, smiling face. She had scrubbed away every last trace of the black animal blood, yet the knot of grief in her chest refused to budge-it only grew heavier.

Her heart ached fiercely for Charlie, and her hatred for Dahlia was like a raging fire. Ever since she learned that Dahlia was the one who caused Charlie's death, these emotions had been a heavy weight on her soul. She wanted Charles to see Dahlia and her daughter for who they really were, to feel the pain of losing Charlie, and to seek justice for her. But here they were, and even after he found out Evelyn hadn't drugged him all those years ago, even after he realized how good and obedient Charlie had been and that she hadn't pushed Sandy, he still didn't see things clearly. His promises to Charlie were nothing but empty air. He continued to side with Dahlia and her daughter, defending them without any sense of right or wrong wrong.

"Charlie, it's all my fault. I'm so sorry!" Evelyn whispered, her heart breaking. Charlie had been gone for so long, and she hadn't been able to avenge her. Evelyn despised her own helplessness. She hadn't protected Charlie while alive, and in death, Dahlia was still hurting her. This sense of powerlessness was like a mountain on Evelyn's chest.

Tears blurred Evelyn's vision as she choked out, "Charlie, it's been so long, and you've never visited me in my dreams. Are you mad at me? Are you upset that I know who hurt you but haven't done anything about it?" Her voice was soft but full of resolve. "Don't be mad, honey. I'm going to make it right, okay?" She kissed Charlie's picture and stood up, wiping her tears away. Her eyes were filled with a fierce determination. She was going to make sure Dahlia paid for what she'd done. Dahlia wouldn't have any more chances to hurt Charlie.

moment. As she turned to leave, she nearly bumped into a security guard approaching her. "Ms. Evelyn, I'm really sorry. I checked the surveillance but couldn't see who did it," he said, sounding apologetic. He had gone through the footage carefully, but whoever it was had been clever, slipped into blind spots and appeared when the guards

and walked away, her steps a bit unsteady but firm. She got into her car and, with a determined push on the

couldn't risk Evelyn sending security after her. The whole way, she thought about Evelyn's intense reaction. When Evelyn had said, "You killed Charlie," it wasn't a guess; she knew. But how? Dahlia

cracked the

her head. Evelyn must not have any evidence; otherwise, she wouldn't have stayed quiet for

so