The Day Our Promise Breaks

"The locket didn't belong to Dahlia; she just found it. You've been mistaken about her from the start!" Evelyn glared intensely at the man in front of her, who seemed to lose all sense whenever Dahlia was involved.

If it weren't for her mom, grandma, and Charlie, she wouldn't even bother confronting Charles. She didn't want him to blindly protect Dahlia just because he saw her as his perfect illusion. Let him keep his fantasy if he wanted to! Evelyn genuinely didn't care.

Charles stood there, dumbfounded, as Evelyn's eyes burned with fury. What was she on about? How could Dahlia not be Debbie? She had the locket he gave to Debbie and could recount their past together. How could any of this be fake? But Evelyn's fierce gaze made him ask, "If it's not Dahlia, then who is it?"

"Evelyn, what do you want from me?" Dahlia suddenly appeared at the door, tears in her eyes, cutting Evelyn off before she could say more. "First, you tried to bribe Wesley to set me up, making Charles misunderstand me. That didn't work, so now you're spreading rumors that I'm not Debbie. What are you trying to pull?"

"You claim I'm not Debbie, so who is? You?" Seeing Dahlia, Evelyn's eyes flared with intense hatred. Perfect timing! This woman was truly malicious. She'd stop at nothing to get what she wanted. Human life meant nothing to her.

Evelyn lunged forward, grabbing Dahlia's hair and yanking her from the wheelchair. In that moment, she seemed to have boundless strength. With aloud "bang," she slammed Dahlia against the hospital room door. As Dahlia reeled from the impact, Evelyn swiftly raised her hand. "Slap-" "Slap-" Several sharp slaps landed on her face. Like a demon from hell, Evelyn clamped her hand around Dahlia's throat, pinning her against the door.

"If it's not me, is it you, Dahlia? Have you convinced yourself you're really Debbie?" The thought of Dahlia impersonating her to gain Charles's favor was infuriating. A fraud using her identity had caused her beloved Charlie so much pain. Even now, Dahlia was free while her Charlie couldn't rest in peace. The thought made Evelyn want to tear Dahlia to pieces. She truly deserved to pay!

The murderous intent in Evelyn's eyes grew stronger as she tightened her grip. Dahlia's breathing became labored. The suffocation was

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Charles was here; he wouldn't let Evelyn harm her. The more Evelyn hurt her, the more Charles would care for her. Dahlia looked at Charles with a pained expression, struggling to utter a plea for help, "Charles, save me..."

Charles snapped out of it at Evelyn's words, "If it's not me, is it you?" He

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Evely might really kill Dahlia. Evelyn didn't let go, her grip only tightened. She genuinely wanted to strangle Dahlia. But her strength was no match for Charles's. Eventually, he pried her hand away, and Dahlia slid down the door. Fearing another impulsive move from Evelyn, Charles immediately shielded Dahlia behind him.

Facing Evelyn, who was still fuming, he spoke firmly, "Eve, we can't just take the nurse's word and condemn Dahlia..." "Slap-"