The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 512

He could only be there for her in silence, from the shadows where she'd never notice. Later on, Eve got pregnant and quit school. He realized any chance with Eve was gone. So, he left the country to move on, forcing himself to stop dwelling on her. When he finally returned and took over the family business, he heard she'd broken up with Charles. It was then he showed up at an event where she was, playing the part of an award presenter. Watching her, so talented yet always outshined by Dahlia, tugged at his heart. He bought her artwork and casually mentioned a shared memory from the past. But it was clear she didn't remember him at all. His unwavering feelings were just a fleeting moment in her mind, never significant.

Compared to Charles, Brooks felt out of place in Evelyn's heart with zero confidence. "What if..." Brooks began but stopped himself, calming his thoughts. He swallowed back the question that almost slipped out: "What if Charlie hadn't died?" He was still digging for answers and couldn't bring up Charlie, not wanting to give Evelyn false hope. He feared that if he did, Eve might crumble again.

"What if what?" Evelyn prompted, curious about the unfinished thought. "Nothing," Brooks said, leaving it at that. "You should chill on the couch; I'll whip up breakfast," he suggested, gently guiding her to the sofa. "Nah, I'll help you," Evelyn insisted, joining him to make breakfast for the two of them. Breakfast was ready in no time, and after they ate, Brooks headed to work while Evelyn went to the mall.

her mom set to be discharged next week, Evelyn was at the mall to pick out clothes for Josephine and a birthday gift for Mabel. The jewelry for Mabel's birthday was nearly complete. In a few days, she planned to drop it off at the Andersons' and bring along a birthday present for Mabel. Knowing Mabel's taste, Evelyn bypassed big brands and hunted for unique, indie designer pieces. She walked straight

like she hadn't heard. Dahlia wheeled herself into the store, stopping beside Evelyn and giving her a

who didn't know better had faced harsh consequences before. The clerk, not wanting trouble, awkwardly told Evelyn, "Sorry, Ms. Dahlia has claimed this." Then, in a hushed tone, added, "You can pick something else, and I'll

card from her bag, flaunting it between her fingers. "This is the mall's top-tier VIP card, courtesy of Charles," she bragged. "With