The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 222

Charlie was everything to her, the very essence of her heart and soul. Evelyn adored and cherished her as if she were the most precious gem in her life. After what felt like an eternity waiting for a kidney donor, when hope finally seemed within reach for Charlie to leave her sickness behind and embrace a healthy, joyful life, Dahlia took it all away.

How could she not be devastated? How could she not harbor a burning hatred?

"It was Dahlia," she seethed. "Dahlia cunningly stole the kidney Charlie would receive right on the day of her transplant surgery, leaving Charlie to die on that cold, unforgiving operating table. And me? I knew in my bones Dahlia was to blame, but I had no proof. I had nothing to bring her down."

"Over and over, I wanted to tell Charles about Charlie's death, to get him to seek justice for our daughter, but he refused to see the truth."

"He never cared for Charlie, always had a soft spot for Sandy, and was forever shielding Dahlia and her daughter. I was stuck. I couldn’t rely on him for anything. I wanted to take matters into my own hands, to end Dahlia and avenge Charlie, but Charles... he has bodyguards protecting her. I couldn't even get near her."

"Dahlia is pure evil. Killing Charlie wasn’t enough; she had to desecrate her grave with cursed ink. She’s trying to ensure Charlie's soul could never find peace."

"Rosa, I hate Dahlia with every fiber of my being. I wish I could obliterate her, make her pay for what she did to Charlie, but I feel so helpless..."

Once Evelyn started pouring out her heart, the words wouldn't stop.

Tears streamed down her face as she collapsed by the bedside, drowning in her sorrow. She desperately needed to vent and release the anger and anguish bottled up inside. Her inability to avenge Charlie was a wound that cut the deepest as a mother.

Lost in her heartache, Evelyn didn’t notice Rosa’s fingers twitch. She was too wrapped up in her grief to see beyond it.

Then, unexpectedly, a large, gentle hand rested on her head, stroking her hair with a soft, comforting touch.

Evelyn froze.