The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 281

Evelyn paused, a sudden realization hitting her-she had already blocked Charles ages ago.

With a quick flick through her phone, she found her way to the blocked list and unblocked his number. Without missing a beat, she hit the call button.

The first ring went unanswered.

She tried again. No luck.

[Dahlia's words replayed relentlessly in her mind: "Do you know where Charles was while you were desperately trying to reach him from outside the operating room? He was at the hospital, just hanging out with Sandy for no good reason!"] ["He saw your calls, Evelyn. Every single one. He just decided not to answer. Not even once! If he had, maybe your little angel could've been saved!"]

Her fingers moved almost automatically, dialing yet again.

Finally, on the fourth try, the call connected.

Charles's voice came through, a mix of surprise and disbelief, "Eve?"

"Where are you?" Evelyn asked, her voice steady and composed.

"What's going on?" Charles asked, setting down his wine glass, a slight clarity returning to his eyes.

"I need to see you. Where are you?" Her voice remained unwavering.

up." Charles offered, knowing he couldn't drive himself after having too much to

late, and with no cars in sight,

swiftly. Even before the car reached the cemetery, he spotted Evelyn

haunting vision in white, her hair in disarray, her face marked with streaks of blood and tears. The headlights caught her figure, giving

no heed, opening

Aiden didn't

Evelyn, should we head to the

her voice

distance, Aiden kept silent, focusing

later, they pulled up to Evermore

was Evelyn's first visit. Aiden assisted her in accessing the building, using facial recognition

the way up to

as soon as he saw Evelyn His eyes widened with concern at the sight

swneve

Evelyn moved straight into his

Charles followed closely behind.

eyes took in the remnants of Dahlia and

into

I'll grab the first aid kit," Charles suggested, oblivious to

with the kit, only to find Evelyn still standing in

the kit on the coffee table, gently resting a hand on