Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 10

Lizetta bolted out, shoving the door open, but froze in her tracks as she looked up.

Standing there was Evelina! She asked with concern, “Sis, why the waterworks? Did Remi chew you out? I’ll have a word with him for you.”

Though they’d never been sisters for a day, Evelina always put on this insincere act, calling Lizetta “Sis“.

The embarrassment of being caught in her mess by her arch nemesis just cranked up Lizetta’s discomfort a

notch.

The man’s steady footsteps approached, his composure and dignity stark against Lizetta’s disarray; he seemed utterly unfazed.

“I told you I’ll go to the hospital to see you? How come you’re here already?” His tone with Evelina was a complete 180 from the cold–hearted vibe just moments before.

Evelina cracked a smile, “I got discharged already. Just came to save you the trip.”

Lizetta didn’t want to stick around for their lovey–dovey show and was about to split when Remington grabbed her wrist, “Whip up some watermelon juice.”

Evelina loved watermelon juice; Lizetta hated it with a passion.

As kids, Hans and Jolin got into a fistfight, blood splattering on the sliced watermelon, making it hard to tell what was redder.

Remington knew that full well! And he still had the nerve to make his wife wait on his mistress. Lizetta felt like her heart was being carved out, thinking he had rocks for brains.

hands or

wrist away and stormed off, Evelina’s

is delicate and can’t handle the stress. Go talk with

“Leave her be!”

of the building, Lizetta hugged herself and slowly crouched down on

over, “It’s okay, Lizetta. Show them what you’re made of; let everyone see!”

tears, she answered, “Uh–huh, okay, I’ll be right

since she turned fourteen, she hadn’t used a dime from the Dashiell family, always hustling to make her own

her brother’s hospital bills looming, Lizetta needed to save up more than ever. No need

time for tears, she sprinted for the bus stop.

Top floor office.

tall and imposing; he stood by the floor–to–ceiling windows, like a ruler looking down

coming back?” Evelina, lounging on the sofa sipping her juice, suddenly

just the usual spats between husband and wife. We’ll

be good later.

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how she had complained about stomach pains in the hospital room yesterday, hoping to keep Remington by her side. But he had just

her bitterness, Evelina nodded with a forced smile, “That’s a relief. I thought maybe she found out about Lucian’s return.”