The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 659

Her eyes were hazy at first, as if she were peering through a thin veil of mist, trying to figure out where she was.

Evelyn’s breath caught.

A tidal wave of joy crashed over her.

Her little girl was awake.

“Charlie…”

Evelyn’s voice quivered, her gaze fixed on Charlie, overflowing with a love so deep it almost hurt.

This was her precious child, lost and now found again.

Tears filled her eyes in an instant. When Charlie stayed silent, worry got the best of Evelyn. Unable to help herself, she reached out and gently touched Charlie’s forehead, her voice thick with concern. “Sweetheart, why aren’t you saying anything? Are you feeling sick anywhere?”

The touch snapped Charlie’s wandering eyes into sharp focus.

Those wide, confused, tear-filled eyes landed on Evelyn’s face, her pupils narrowing in fear.

“Ah—!!”

A scream, raw and piercing with terror, echoed through the hospital room.

Charlie’s body was still so weak, but her fear of Evelyn gave her a burst of wild strength.

She shrank back, pulling away with everything she had.

Fighting to break free of Evelyn’s arms, her tiny hands and feet kicked and thrashed, eyes wide with panic and rejection.

“Bad person! Stay away from me! Go away! Get away!!”

Charlie screamed and sobbed, her voice warping with pure fear, her little face flushing bright red.

Charles’s face went pale.

He hadn’t expected this. The poison in Charlie’s body was gone—but she still didn’t remember Evelyn or him.

She still wanted nothing to do with them.

Charles acted fast, hitting the call button to get Andrew.

“Charlie!”

Evelyn’s heart was breaking. “Don’t be scared, honey! It’s me, Mommy! Don’t you remember me?”

She reached out, trying to touch her daughter’s shaking shoulders.

Mommy said Daddy loved her very much.

And Mommy loved Daddy, too.

She couldn’t push Daddy away. She had to stay close to Daddy, make him happy—then Mommy would be happy, too.

Charlie stopped fighting.

She flung herself into Charles’s embrace. “Daddy!”

Charles was stunned.

Charlie’s small body crashed into him, jarring his still-healing wound.

A jagged pain tore through his abdomen, his vision swimming as cold sweat broke out across his forehead.

But Charles just gritted his teeth, refusing to make a sound.

“Daddy, she’s the bad person. Can you make her leave? Aurora’s scared.”

Charlie trembled in Charles’s arms. There was nothing fake about it—her fear of Evelyn was heartbreakingly real.