The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 432

Reflecting on the chaos of the previous night, Dahlia was seething with anger, wishing she could make Evelyn disappear. How dare Evelyn get her thrown into the police station! And Evelyn just took it all in stride! Dahlia wasn't about to let her plans unravel, so she kept pushing Evelyn's buttons.

"Evelyn, you ought to be thanking me. I was doing a good deed! Your little one was only five when she passed, just a tiny kid, all alone and miserable down there!" she taunted. "But you, as her mom, were too scared to join her. So it's up to me, her aunt, to show her some love and send her grandma down to keep her company!"

"Who'd have thought that old lady was such a tough cookie? She survived the fall and even hung on without oxygen!"

Dahlia's words were like daggers, each one giving her a twisted sense of

satisfaction as she watched Evelyn teeter on the brink of collapse, unable to fight back.

alive. You might as

showdown from afar. He couldn't hear Dahlia, but her

pieced it together. Through the car window, their eyes locked, and an unspoken understanding passed between them. Brooks mouthed, "Go

gas, positioning the car to block the camera's view, creating a blind

rage she harbored. The more she despised Dahlia, the harder she struck. In that moment, she poured every ounce of her strength into making sure Dahlia wouldn't

was caught off guard, the attack happening too quickly for her to react. Only when the stinging pain hit

fight back, but strong hands intervened, pinning her arms behind her leaving her powerless while Evelyn vented her anger. Dahlia's cheeks were a mess of red welts, blood trickling from her mouth. The pain was so intense, she was nearly numb, unsure how many times she'd been slapped

kick for good measure. Dahlia's wheelchair jerked forward uncontrollably. The pain left her hands shaking, unable to hit the button