The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 572

Katy picked up the medicine, shielding the herbal concoction with her umbrella as she hurried home.

She made her way back to the old neighborhood, threading through narrow alleys, and slipped into a weathered, cramped apartment.

The space was barely a hundred square feet, divided in half by a faded curtain. Katy tiptoed behind the curtain.

Yara lay on a narrow, child-sized bed, her face ghostly pale, still unconscious. Katy crept closer and carefully felt for her mother's breath.

Relieved to find Yara was still alive, Katy clumsily wiped the rainwater from her cheeks and set about preparing the medicine.

Her movements were practiced-she'd clearly done this many times before.

Yara, awakened by the sounds, slowly opened her eyes. She saw Katy's small back facing her, tending the old saucepan over the stove, fanning the flames. Katy was five, but looked even younger, painfully thin for her age.

Yara's eyes filled with tears.

She had once believed she could give Katy a good life, protect her from harm.

But she hadn't expected Blake to blacklist her.

What little savings she had left vanished faster than she'd imagined—especially when she fell ill so suddenly.

"Mommy, you're awake!"

Katy noticed Yara stirring and dashed to her bedside, her tiny hand checking Yara's forehead. "How do you feel, Mommy? I'm making your medicine-once you drink it, you'll feel better."

"Katy, where did you get the money?"

Yara hadn't been able to work as a designer since she got sick. Just as she'd planned to pick up some odd jobs, she started coughing blood.

gone to doctor visits.

Katy said proudly. "He and I agreed

replied gently, planting a shaky kiss on her daughter's cheek. Her eyes stung

the medicine's ready! I'll give you a big hug

mother's cheek in return,

trying to sit up, but

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oven mitts, carefully. poured the medicine into a bowl, then

beside her

steaming bowl,

a spoonful to Yara's lips. "Drink up, Mommy. If you finish it all, I'll give you the biggest kiss

Yara's eyes softened. The medicine was bitter, but somehow tasted

The Robinson Family

finished instructing the

then

home for dinner, and only then hung

accomplished, and

she'd been

had the chance to spend time -no

with

how remarkable

do was create more opportunities for them to interact,

was sure to

upstairs to fetch the gift she'd picked out

designer, Sunny E.—someone Wiona had