The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 274

Brooks paced anxiously outside the therapy room. Evelyn had been in there for what felt like an eternity-forty-five minutes and twenty-eight seconds, to be exact. This wasn't his first rodeo with the gut-wrenching passage of time. Just a few days ago, he had been outside the emergency room, waiting and hoping after Evelyn's desperate attempt to end it all.

Finally, the door creaked open, and Evelyn's therapist appeared. "How's Evelyn? Is she alright?" Brooks asked immediately, his voice tight with concern as he strained to see past the therapist.

The therapist stepped out and gently closed the door behind her. Evelyn had been seeing her for months, but this was the first time someone had come along. Earlier, she had asked Evelyn who her companion was. After a pause, Evelyn admitted it was one of the two people she truly trusted. Allowing him to bring her here was a significant sign of trust and acceptance.

Without sugarcoating, the therapist laid it out straight. "She's not doing well. She has a severe psychological disorder, and it's only getting worse."

Brooks like a punch to the gut, his lips quivering as he clenched his fists at his sides. After a moment, he managed to ask, his voice

the killer, yet being helpless to act because Charles shielded her, was a torment. Unable to seek vengeance for Charlie and forced to endure Dahlia's taunts, Evelyn was barely holding on. Brooks' heart ached with regret for not uncovering

the weight of Evelyn's struggles, asked, "Is there anything besides her daughter's death that might have affected her deeply?" Despite the sessions, there had been no breakthrough. It

until Dahlia

The therapist nodded,

Be there for her, don't let her be alone with her thoughts.

When can she come