The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 304

Her voice was barely a whisper, fragile and pleading in Charles's ear, "Can you take me home, please?"

It was like she might break at any moment.

Charles couldn't shake the image of her collapsing in front of everyone. She looked so helpless, sprawled on the ground, her face ghostly pale.

His eyes darkened with concern.

Initially, she wouldn't even step outside. The fear of judgmental stares was too much for her to handle. But with him, she found the courage.

It took three months before Dahlia could smile again and live normally.

"Alright," Charles said, unable to let Dahlia remain there a moment longer. He scooped her up like a princess and carried her out.

Dahlia leaned against his shoulder, casting a glance at Evelyn. A slight, knowing smile touched her lips. So what if Evelyn was back from the dead? What difference did it make if she left a mark on Charles's heart? His first choice would always be Dahlia.

...

with concern. From a young age, she'd been meticulous about her appearance, never allowing a single flaw. She thrived

if she were facing a fierce adversary. "Evelyn, get to the lounge and take care of

way she said Evelyn's name was

just a scratch, but seeing Mabel's genuine worry, she didn't

have a server show

host today, and abandoning her guests wasn't her style-it would

call me Mabel," she insisted, not one to beat around the bush. She quickly summoned a

on the lounge

first aid kit. She looked down at the

pull herself together but kept failing. Adam couldn't be with

herself that she wouldn't

up in their sweet romance, were living happily. The very people responsible

shake the

lost count

nothing, as if she were numb to the pain.

almost didn't make

have died