The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 447

When Evelyn rushed to the hospital, Adam had already been moved to a ward.

On her way there, she bumped into one of Adam's teammates. He was clutching a pack of cigarettes, looking pretty grim, clearly making his way to the stairwell for a smoke.

Spotting Evelyn, he stopped in his tracks. "Is Adam okay?" he asked, concern etched on his face.

Evelyn, still catching her breath from the frantic sprint, looked at him with a mix of hope and fear. How could a car accident happen at such a crucial time? She couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to Adam. If something went wrong, all his years of hard work would go down the drain. How crushed would Adam be?

"He's not in any life-threatening danger, but his wrist... it's pretty bad. The doc said it's basically useless now," Adam's teammate admitted, his voice heavy with

sorrow.

had poured into chasing that championship dream. Now, with his wrist messed up, it meant he could never compete

sadness had washed over her. It

back turned. Just as she was about to enter, she noticed his

inside, one outside, both silently shedding

to wipez away his tears with his injured hand. As the anesthesia wore off, the pain shot through him, reminding him starkly that his hand was indeed useless now. Years of hard training-all gone. No more competitions. No championship medal. His biggest dream was now

his hand was truly done for. He fidgeted with it, hoping to convince himself it

your hand," Evelyn said, her voice tinged with panic. She hurried

her, Adam froze. He buried his face in the pillow, wiping the tears away. Then, taking a deep breath to compose

for a second about my hand," he

had just walked in, gave a nod of approval while adjusting his IV drip. "Great attitude," she said with

she was done, she left the room. Now it was just