The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 239

Charles watched quietly as the car wound its way through Maple Garden, coming to a halt in front of Evelyn's building. He stumbled out and made his way slowly to her door. His knees ached and were swollen from kneeling all night.

Evelyn hadn't slept either. The memories of Charlie were painful for both her and Charles, and she had spent the night in Charlie's room, clutching a photo and crying.

A soft knock interrupted her thoughts. She set the picture aside and opened the door to find Charles standing there, looking worse for wear. His face was ghostly pale, and his bloodshot eyes spoke of a long, sleepless night. Stubble shadowed his jaw, adding to his weary appearance.

Evelyn's gaze was icy as she spoke, "Charles, how dare you show up here?" She was seething. He should have stayed at Charlie's grave forever.

Aiden, who had followed Charles, couldn't hold back. "Ms. Evelyn, Mr. Jenkins was at Miss Charlie's grave all night and spent hours at the hospital retrieving her necklace..."

wasn't there for sympathy; it was simply

his pocket and offered it to Evelyn. "I brought Charlie back," he said softly. He wanted to keep

took the necklace. Her eyes were red and swollen. She held it like a precious relic, pressing it to her lips. "Charlie..." she whispered, tears streaming

but Evelyn slapped his hand away as if he were a disease. His

en

Evelyn clutch the necklace and sob, Charles felt his own eyes sting with tears. His voice cracked with guilt. "I'm sorry... I

her heart. Her eyes, still wet with tears, burned into his

and feel you owe Charlie anything, don't just kneel at her grave. Find Dahlia and make her

She would never harm Charlie," Charles insisted,