The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 628

The noise of the mall faded away, tucked behind the cozy nook of the café.

Charlie nestled up to Luna, clinging like a little kitten. She kept her head down, taking tiny, careful bites of the delicate pastries Charles had just brought over.

Across from them, Charles couldn’t tear his eyes away from his daughter’s face. He drank in every tiny shift in her expression, as if he could capture and hold onto this miracle—this reunion he thought he’d lost forever. He watched so intently he barely even blinked.

His phone, left on the table, lit up with a silent flash. A message popped up—it was from someone he’d stationed near Evelyn: They’d be at the mall entrance in just a few minutes.

Charles’s heart tightened. An anxious, electric tension wound through him. He drew in a shaky breath, chest twisting with a riot of hope and dread.

He wanted so badly for Charlie, in the instant she saw Eve, to remember—to have those hidden memories come rushing back. To recall she once had a mother who loved her with everything she had.

Even if…

Even if that meant she’d also remember him—the father who let her down, who’d been cold and distant for those five lost years. Even if she hated him, resented him, never forgave him—that didn’t matter.

All he wanted was for Charlie to find her way back to Eve. For Eve to have her daughter again.

He owed Charlie so much. He would spend the rest of his life trying to make it right, if only he could catch the faintest glimmer of forgiveness from her and from Eve.

But fear crept in, cold as ice, wrapping around his heart. He was terrified that Charlie would look at Eve with the same wary, closed-off eyes she’d once turned on him.

How could Eve, after everything she’d suffered, possibly bear that kind of rejection from her own child? She loved Charlie so much.

If Charlie pushed Eve away the way she’d pushed him, Charles didn’t know if Eve could survive it.

Luna’s eyes stayed glued to the entrance. She’d seen Evelyn’s photo on Charles’s phone, so she recognized her right away—the slim figure, the quiet elegance.

She and Charles shared a quick glance, understanding passing between them.

Just like they’d planned, Luna shifted to face Charlie.

She reached over and gently smoothed Charlie’s soft hair, her voice extra warm and coaxing. “Aurora, look over there. Doesn’t it seem like something interesting is happening?”

Charlie trusted Luna completely. The moment she heard her, curiosity sparked—she turned her wide eyes in the direction Luna pointed.

And right there, in her line of sight, Evelyn was walking steadily closer.