The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 213

With every ounce of strength she had, Dahlia shoved Evelyn away.

Evelyn, exhausted from trying to force Dahlia into a humiliating apology to Charlie, was caught off guard. The sudden push made her stumble back, and she ended up crashing to the ground. This gave Dahlia a precious moment to regain her composure.

Using Charlie's headstone for leverage, she pulled herself up. Dizzy but determined, she fixed her gaze on Evelyn, who lay sprawled a few feet away, with eyes burning with anger.

Evelyn was such a miserable woman. How could she dare treat her like this?

Dahlia's eyes flickered to a bottle filled with a dark liquid nearby. A wicked grin spread across her face. She quickly grabbed the bottle, twisted off the cap, and without a second thought, poured its contents over Charlie's headstone.

"No!"

Evelyn had just managed to get on her feet, only to witness this gut-wrenching scene before she could even steady herself. She lunged forward to stop Dahlia, but it was too late.

By the time she reached the headstone, the dark liquid had already soaked it.

Evelyn's heart pounded as Dahlia's venomous words echoed in her mind. "With these charms and this blood, you'll be trapped forever. No other life awaits you."

The idea of Charlie being trapped forever, without hope for another life, was unbearable. Evelyn’s knees buckled, and she collapsed in front of Charlie's headstone.

She always felt she owed Charlie so much. Picking a perfect spot for the burial was her way of hoping Charlie might have a chance at a better life next time around. Even though she knew superstitions were just that—superstitions—what if they were true?

She couldn't risk it. Charlie couldn't be doomed to an endless cycle. Charlie deserved to be reborn into a loving family, to have all the joy, health, and happiness that was missing from this life.