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.

the sound of something crashing to the floor.

spot Evelyn had mentioned, he parked, jumped out of the car, and spotted her by the landscaping. It was late, and the streets were

eyes filled with concern as he

her as he scooped her up in his arms. Evelyn was still in a

to hold Evelyn's feet, unbothered by the dust clinging

so intimate that Evelyn instinctively tensed up and tried to pull her feet back. But Brooks held her ankle gently, his eyes soft and reassuring.

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

staying at my place tonight.

not in the best state, and Brooks wasn't comfortable leaving her alone in a hotel. Originally, she thought about asking Brooks

had barged in and nearly assaulted her, given Adam's fiery temper and the fact that he was sidelined from competing, he'd likely fly off the handle. She'd already burdened Adam enough with his injured hand. She couldn't let him get

at Brooks's gentle profile and softly agreed, "Okay." Deep inside, she trusted Brooks.

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

her. Her hair was disheveled from rushing 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, he knew the only person capable of hurting