The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 400

Her beauty was the kind that left a mark on anyone who crossed her path. But the woman in front of her now, older and worn by time, was unmistakably Ms. Josephine. And that meant... the pendant truly belonged to Evelyn. Evelyn was Debbie!!!

The truth hit Dahlia hard, and panic surged through her. She had always known the privileges she enjoyed with Charles were because of the identity she had assumed. If Charles found out she wasn't the Debbie he thought she was, but that Evelyn was...

From that moment, anything Evelyn said would be gospel to Charles. Dahlia wouldn't just lose Charles; she'd have to face the music for everything she'd done. There was no way she could let Charles find out. No room for any slip-ups. Debbie was her safety net, her shield, and without it, she was nothing.

A cold, dangerous glint crept into Dahlia's eyes as she looked at Josephine. Josephine, sensing the hostility, tried to back away, planning to leave. But Dahlia wasn't about to let her walk away alive. As Josephine retreated, Dahlia pushed her wheelchair forward, aiming to collide with Josephine, whispering with venom, "Just die already!"

Only the dead could keep secrets safe. Josephine, already weak, stumbled back under Dahlia's onslaught, with steps looming behind her. When her knees buckled, she instinctively reached out for Dahlia. But Dahlia deftly reversed her wheelchair, dodging the grasp.

Josephine couldn't steady herself by grabbing Dahlia, but she managed to yank off the mask Dahlia wore. The mask came off so suddenly that Dahlia couldn't cover her face in time. As Josephine fell, she caught sight of Dahlia's face, her eyes widening in shock.

had only ever

media, so

Kool

Dahlia's, it all made sense. Dahlia had claimed the token Charles gave to Eve was hers, but what if Charles had been mistaken from the very beginning? What if he had mistaken Dahlia for Debbie because of the pendant? That would explain why he was with Dahlia and protected her so fiercely. If that was the case,

down, her head hitting the concrete

pooled

all the

consciousness slipped away,

she

1. It was the

call connected almost instantly. “Mom, what's going on?"