The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 297

Even though he knew the answer, he still asked, "Any luck finding it?"

"No," Aiden replied, his voice a tired whisper, evidence of three sleepless days and nights.

"Let it go," Charles murmured after a long pause. He closed his eyes, feeling as if

a piece of his heart had been ripped away.

Two years later, at the airport:

"Attention, passengers on Flight BA3491 to London. Boarding now..."

Hearing the announcement, Evelyn stood up and tugged her small suitcase toward the gate.

her seat, a little girl, maybe four or five, ambled over, clutching a half-eaten ice cream cone. In a moment of imbalance, the girl stumbled toward Evelyn. Instinctively, Evelyn reached out to steady

her footing, but not before her ice cream splattered onto Evelyn's

with a sweet, soft voice, said, “Thank you, ma'am." Realizing the mess she'd made, she quickly tried to clean up. "I'm

the girl's manners and cuteness, which brought memories of Charlie flooding back. Even after five years, thinking of Charlie still felt like a knife to her heart, tears welling up in

noticed the scars on Evelyn's wrist. Jagged lines of varying depth crisscrossed her slender wrist, looking

pale, and she let

over when she saw her daughter's fear. The little girl ran into

realizing she'd scared the child, swiftly

gently, "I'm sorry

little girl, comforted in her mom's embrace, seemed to calm down. She slid from her mother's arms and stood in front of Evelyn again asking softly, "Does it hurt, ma'am? I can blow

of Charlie, leaving her heart defenseless. She gently patted the girl's head. "Thank you,

gearing up