The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 551

Night had fallen. Under cover of darkness, Dahlia drove a car belonging to one of the male orderlies from the psychiatric hospital to Maple Garden.

She parked across from the building where Evelyn lived, in one of the ground- level parking spots.

Sitting in the car, she watched as Evelyn and Josephine went upstairs, her eyes narrowing with poisonous intent as she fixed her gaze on the windows of their floor.

She waited, watching, until the lights finally went out.

Another hour passed. Only when she was certain they were asleep did Dahlia quietly open the trunk.

She dragged out a massive metal gas can, nearly half as heavy as she was.

The world was silent.

Struggling under the weight, Dahlia crept upstairs, picked the lock to Evelyn's apartment, and slipped inside.

Moving with chilling precision, she unscrewed the cap of the gas can. The sharp tang of gasoline quickly filled the air as the clear liquid gushed onto the hardwood floor.

When the living room was soaked, she carried what remained-about a third of the can-to the master and second bedroom doors, dousing each threshold. Finally, she walked to the front door, pulled a lighter from her pocket, and in the flickering flame, her face twisted into a vicious, hateful smile.

She flicked the lighter and tossed it toward the master bedroom.

caught

flames erupted, Dahlia's voice, full of venom and curses, rang

live in agony, then Evelyn had no right to happiness. Evelyn needed to die-and Charles, too,

of the gasoline across it, cutting off

moments, panicked screams echoed

frantic cry was followed

was overwhelming-thick, black smoke rolled through

fumes, Evelyn's first thought was for Josephine and she tried to reach the master bedroom. But most of the room was already engulfed in flames. Trapped in a corner,

was no way

was charging in the living room-she couldn't even

the blaze roared

she tried to shout for help, every breath only

she coughed uncontrollably, pressing her sleeve over her nose and

faring in the other room, no dea if rescue was on the way. All she could feel was the agonizing burn in her throat, the

buckled. She collapsed onto the

waiting outside Evelyn's building after

didn't want to annoy them, so he only drove over late at night when the neighborhood

a familiar