The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 494

Brooks was on the line. Evelyn picked up just in time. As soon as she connected, she softly called, "Brooks."

She tried to keep the tremor out of her voice, not wanting Brooks to catch on to what she'd just been through. But Brooks, ever perceptive, immediately sensed something was off and asked anxiously, "Evelyn, what's going on?"

"I'm fine, Brooks," Evelyn attempted to brush it off casually.

But Brooks, usually one to take her at her word, was uncharacteristically firm this time, his voice steady and serious. "Evelyn, don't leave me hanging. Where are you? I'm coming to get you right now!"

"I won't relax until I see you."

Even though she put on a brave front, he could hear the unusual hoarseness in her voice, a dead giveaway that she'd been crying for quite some time. There was no way he could be calm about this.

Under Brooks's insistence, Evelyn admitted she was at the entrance of her neighborhood. Brooks wouldn't let her hang up. He was nearby and dashed out the door.

into something in his rush and the sound of something crashing to the floor. He arrived in no time,

her by the landscaping. It was late, and

eyes filled with concern as he hurried over to

his jacket, wrapping it around her as he scooped her up in his arms. Evelyn was still in a bit of a haze, the

turned up the heat, choosing not to drive immediately. Instead, he reached over to hold Evelyn's feet, unbothered by the dust clinging to them. He lifted his shirt slightly and tucked her feet inside to warm

and tried to pull her feet back. But Brooks held her ankle gently, his eyes

go of her feet, wrapping them in his jacket for extra warmth. Only then

at my place tonight.

comfortable leaving her alone in a hotel. Originally, she thought about asking Brooks to

and nearly assaulted her, given Adam's fiery temper and the fact that he was sidelined from competing, he'd likely fly

softly agreed, "Okay." Deep inside, she trusted Brooks. He wouldn't

the car on her own. He walked over, opened the passenger door, and once again carried her like a princess. Evelyn wrapped

out, and when she lifted her head, the fresh red marks on her neck were obvious. Thinking back to how she sounded on the phone,