The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 606

The moment Evelyn fell into his arms, the hollow ache in Charles’s heart finally disappeared.

Holding Evelyn felt like he was cradling the whole world.

He couldn’t help it—his eyes turned misty.

Everything he’d once brushed off now felt like a gift from the heavens, something he’d wanted so badly but never thought he’d have.

He didn’t want to sleep.

He just lowered his gaze and watched her quietly,

tracing the lines of Evelyn’s face with his eyes, over and over again.

He could never get enough.

His heart fluttered, soft ripples spreading inside him.

Unable to help himself, he dipped his head.

A gentle kiss landed right between Evelyn’s brows.

He held back, barely letting his lips touch her skin.

The second he kissed her, he pulled away, worried he’d wake her up.

He was afraid this perfect happiness might vanish like a dream, crumbling in a heartbeat.

That night, Evelyn was completely worn out from driving to find Brooks and back.

She slept soundly in Charles’s arms.

But Charles didn’t sleep at all.

He lay awake, watching her all night.

Stealing kisses whenever he could.

He watched her until night melted into morning,

until sunlight washed over the room.

As dawn broke, Charles reluctantly let go of her, careful not to wake her or make her feel smothered.

He got up, but before leaving, he couldn’t resist pressing one last, feather-light kiss to her lips,

breathing her in, savoring her nearness.

Their lips touched, and it took everything in him not to deepen the kiss—

he just stayed there for a long moment, then finally let go.

…

Evelyn woke up about half an hour later.

Her eyes fluttered open.

Half asleep, she reached up and touched her lips, sure she could still feel Charles’s warmth there.

She glanced around the room—no sign of Charles.

The sheets beside her were perfectly smooth, not a wrinkle in sight.

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