The Day Our Promise Breaks

The morning came too soon.

Even after taking her meds, Evelyn barely caught a wink of sleep. She woke up with a pounding headache in the grand master bedroom of Oakwood Manor, memories of last night rushing back to her in a dizzying whirl. The image of Dahlia maliciously dousing Charlie's tombstone in cursed animal blood flashed vividly in her mind, leaving her seething. Dahlia was determined to trap Charlie's soul forever. The thought of it made Evelyn boil with anger. She wanted nothing more than to put an end to Dahlia, that

venomous woman.

Just as Evelyn was about to get up, she caught Charles talking on the phone out on the balcony. He was using a gentle tone to calm an agitated Dahlia. "Don't worry, last night was just a fluke. It won't happen again. I've got bodyguards set up to keep you safe; she won't get a chance to harm you or Sandy." Evelyn couldn't focus on anything else he said. One thought consumed her: bodyguards around Dahlia made her untouchable. A wave of helplessness washed over her. The weight on her chest felt like it was crushing her, making it hard to breathe. Tears welled up and silently trickled down her cheeks. She felt utterly powerless. Dahlia was beyond her reach.

Once Charles hung up, he headed back into the bedroom, ready to approach Evelyn, but his phone rang again. It was Aiden.noveldrama

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"Mr. Jenkins, everything's set. Miss Charlie would definitely feel touched by this." "Good."

Thinking of Charlie softened Charles' expression. After today, Evelyn would see that his efforts to make things right weren't just empty words. She wouldn't have to clash with Dahlia and Sandy over Charlie anymore. He noticed Evelyn was turned away from him and assumed she was still asleep, so he decided not to disturb her. He ended the call and drove off to meet Aiden.

The ringing phone snapped Evelyn back to the present. It took the second ring. for her to sluggishly reach for her phone on the nightstand. Her psychologist was calling. A gentle voice asked, "Ms. Evelyn, do you have time to come in today?"

The psychologist had checked Evelyn's medication record and knew it should have run out yesterday. Evelyn was supposed to have a session the day before but didn't show, raising concerns. That was why she called early, fearing Evelyn might struggle to control her emotions, causing something might go wrong.

Mental health was tricky. Right now, medication was key to keeping her emotions somewhat balanced. Without it, slipping into negativity was too easy, and emotions could spiral out of control, leading to self- harm or hurting others.

"Yeah, I can come in."

Evelyn arranged a time, got up, freshened up, and drove to her psychologist's office. Seeing Evelyn's state, the doctor suggested she find a way to let it all out.

"You should talk with a close friend or family member more often. Don't try to handle everything alone." Evelyn had been bottling things up for too long like a string pulled too tight. Without a release, she was on the brink of breaking.