Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 31

Just then, another faint pink line began to slowly emerge on the pregnancy test.

It wasn’t clear, but it seemed to be a faint positive.

She was pregnant.

Lizetta’s legs gave way; she plopped down on the toilet seat cover, staring into space at that soft pink line.

Yolanda snatched the pregnancy test, and her hands were shaking with fury, “Damn it, where the hell was Remington hiding when they were handing out human decency? Knocking up two women at the same time? That bastard can really pull some shit!”

She squatted down and wrapped her arms around Lizetta, “Liz, what’s your game plan? You gonna keep the baby?”

Lizetta didn’t have a clue.

She had promised Remington that they wouldn’t have kids after they got married, but deep down she was dying for one.

She was desperate for a baby to validate her relationship with Remington.

She had even thought that maybe, just maybe, if she had his child, Remington would finally accept her as his wife and start to fall for her.

Now she knew how foolish and demeaning that thought was, and she was determined to let it go.

But just her luck, the baby decided to come now.

a mess, her phone rang; wanting a break from her thoughts, she answered the phone

from The

contacting this number meant she

was about to hang

but talent alone won’t cut it. On the flip side, there are a dime a dozen cases of people getting sidelined or blacklisted because they were too cocky to seize their chance.

was basically threatening to blacklist Lizetta

career would be dead in the water.

cool as a cucumber.

she was to burst a blood vessel, grabbed the phone and let loose.

music, do you seriously think your amateur fiddling is gonna do it justice? Why drop The Dashiell Group’s name in a music deal; do you think the world revolves around you? With your crappy skills, you’re just looking for a shortcut. The way I see it, if you ain’t got the talent, all the

tirade and cut

brazen mistress who

Lizetta couldn’t handle

chuckled; he stood up from the toilet seat, and playfully ruffled

“Let’s go.

instant noodles anymore. Let’s hit up a restaurant; I gotta treat your golden mouth right.”

Yolanda and headed

attitude, Yolanda breathed a sigh

you need to eat something nutritious. And

the door, leaving a trembling Evelina

room.