Broken By Evelyn Miller Wattpad Novels & Stories

Pointing at the statue of the Moon Goddess, he said icily, "By the Moon Goddess, I swear to dissolve our mate bond. I reject you as my destined mate. The official papers to revoke your Luna title will arrive soon—and you will sign them." With that, he signaled his guards and strode out of the temple. I froze, trapped in an icy abyss. The guards dragged me away, but beneath the crushing despair, something fierce took root. A cold, burning hatred, crawling up from the depths of my shattered heart, uncoiling like a stubborn vine. From now on, I, Eva Lopez, would no longer live for love. For my pup, for the Silvermoon pack, I would reclaim everything that was rightfully ours.

Goodbye, Millie Berry. Those three words wouldn’t stop running through Millie’s mind, weighing heavily on her heart long after she left Evan’s room. She tossed and turned in her small bed, replaying their last conversation. She had never felt this broken before—no breakup had ever hurt like this. The emptiness inside her was overwhelming, like a hole she couldn’t fill.

Evelyn’s POV I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands buried in my face. My whole body still felt heavy from the drink the night before. I couldn’t even look at myself in the mirror. What have I done? A married woman… with a child… how could I let myself go that far? The image of that man — cold, handsome, the way he threw that card at me — it still burned in my mind. I wasn’t that kind of woman. I had never been.

His agreement is a reluctant acknowledgement of the gravity of the situation, and I can feel the weight of his determination to see justice served. As I disconnect the call, I slump into the nearby chair, feeling the weight of the revelations settle heavily on my shoulders. When will the Millers stop plotting against me? I always knew Eva was a spoiled brat, but to go so far as to bribe someone to tamper with my brakes? Seriously? The extent of her scheming is beyond anything I imagined, leaving me reeling with a mixture of anger and disbelief.

Zach asked "Ivy Mills isn't in anyway related to me, she killed off my entire family and for what? Wealth? Where is she right now?" Evelyn asked "She lives in California but will be going to Chicago for a business meeting tomorrow" Zach reported "Then it is time to meet with a long lost family member" Evelyn said 'You dare betray your family for wealth and you are living like nothing happened? You will so pay for this Aunt' Evelyn thought "There is one more thing I want to tell you" Wade said

Black Estates, America Evelyn had locked herself in a random cabin and was pacing back and forth like a mad woman. She wasn't asleep, she was just pretending. Dylan got a call from Mr. Swift and he immediately left. Taking the chance, Evelyn ran out of his cabin not caring about the weird glances which she was receiving by the people who were present in the hallway. She went inside a random room and locked herself inside it.

I'm still not over how she played everyone, including me while I was writing it. This volume was about unraveling lies. Evelyn's return forced everyone to confront the stories they'd been telling themselves. Susan's illness, Margaret's schemes, Robin's feelings he won't admit, Ava learning truths no five-year-old should have to process—it all came crashing down in these 116 chapters. But we're far from done.

Evelyn's POV As much as I wanted to question him, I couldn't find the will to do so. My mind was far too chaotic and my heart too broken to even simply greet him. All I wanted to do was cry, but I needed to hold myself together for the time being. "I'll give you two some privacy," Mila said. She gave me one last look of sympathy before letting the door shut behind her." The atmosphere grew more cold and tense once Mila left the room. Neither of us said anything to each other for a while.

"I was so consumed by the loss of the marriage... so hollowed out by my own failures... that when Lydia came to me with those tears, I believed every word! I mistook her sick, toxic obsession for genuine love! I let her take my grief and turn it into poison! I let her turn me into a monster who hated Elara, who hated Tyler, who hated you!" Evelyn places her palm against his on the opposite side. She didn't pull back. She didn't scold him. With tears pouring silently down her own cheeks, Evelyn raised her right hand and pressed her palm directly against the glass, aligning her fingers with his shaking, trembling hand on the opposite side. "Charlie..." Evelyn whimpered, her voice cracking with

I ended every call before switching my phone off completely. To them, my heartbreak was entertainment. The silence that followed was almost comforting. I leaned back and closed my eyes. For a moment, I remembered the Adrian I thought I knew. The man who surprised me with flowers. Who insisted on making breakfast every Sunday, even though he always burned the pancakes. Who held me close at night as though he never wanted to let me go. Had any of it been real? Or had I simply been convenient until someone better came along? "Evelyn?"