The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 407

"The patient urgently needs a blood transfusion; the plasma inside won't hold much longer," Andrew said, his voice tinged with urgency.

Andrew was really on edge. The surgery had been a tough one from the get-go, and no one saw this unexpected hiccup coming halfway through. If that blood didn’t arrive soon, Josephine’s chances were grim. Andrew didn’t spell it out, but Evelyn could see it written all over his face.

She felt like she’d been plunged into an icy abyss, her blood freezing, her body trembling uncontrollably. It was like reliving the day of Charlie’s surgery all over again. She remembered the doctor coming out to tell her that the kidney they needed had been snatched by someone else, leaving them unable to proceed with the transplant. He said there was nothing more he could do and offered his condolences.

Evelyn couldn’t bear to let go of Charlie. She had clung to the doctor, begging him not to give up hope while she scrambled for solutions. Outside the operating room, she called Charles over and over, hoping he’d help save Charlie. But Charles never answered, not even once. Her beloved Charlie died on that operating table...

And now, the same nightmare was unfolding with her mother. Evelyn couldn’t stop thinking about how her mom desperately needed type A blood to survive. The only person who could cut through the traffic jam and get the blood there in time was Charles.

Charles was the last person Evelyn wanted to turn to for help. She didn’t want to owe him, but her mom was in there. Her mother’s life was more important than anything. If the surgery could succeed, she’d agree to any demand Charles might make, no matter how outrageous.

Evelyn reached out and grabbed Charles's arm, “Charles, please, help my mom. If you can get the plasma here in time, I’ll do anything you ask!”