Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 46

“So, you told me to pick whatever I wanted, right? I made my choice. Why do you care if I’m buying them to wear or to slap some cheap witch across the face with? What’s the matter, didn’t get enough last time and already forgot the sting?”

Evelina suddenly remembered the marks that Lizetta left on her body with a feather duster last time, which took a whole week to fade. She stepped back, her face turning sour.

Yolanda immediately grabbed a shoe and swung it fiercely through the air, “Can’t lie, these shoes have some real bounce–back. Bet they’d pack a punch on a skank’s face.”

Evelina shrunk back, and Shirley, fuming with anger, stepped forward, “Who are you calling a skank!?”

“Whoever takes it personally, that’s who! Why bother asking?” Yolanda rolled her eyes.

Shirley was so mad she was practically steaming, about to swing her purse. and go at it, but Evelina held her back.

“Chill out, Shirley. If Lizetta here doesn’t appreciate my good intentions, let’s just head across and continue our bag shopping spree. You pick a few your

kaf

like; they’re on me.”

She pulled Shirley away, but Yolanda couldn’t help but whisper to Lizetta, “Is she some kind of philanthropist or just a rich fool looking to shed her cash, like she gets nastily itchy if she doesn’t give stuff away?”

Lizetta shrugged. But when Shirley heard this, she spun around, chin up.

“You have no clue! Remi’s patrolling the mall today, and it was clear from the get–go. Anything Evelina fancies, it’s on his tab. Not just a few purses, even if she picked out a whole cartload, she could afford to gift it.”

mention footing the bill. when he saw

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regret, wishing she hadn’t spoken so rashly, and now she had

Shirley and said, “Thanks for the reminder, Shirley. I’m about to run to the supermarket and grab some big scissors. Since I own half of everything that’s Remi’s, whatever you buy,

admit you’re jealous of Evelina, quit the

Liz is fairy–level; why would she be jealous of you getting uglier

on one foot. Evelina, worried the fight would

jerk having any guts. Let Remington, that scumbag, softie with ED, loser, go get

her hand, “Forget

guide, “I’ll take the

the shopping guide smiled, “Sure thing, Miss. I’ll get you a fresh pair to

not really

salesperson took the shoes off the shelf again

care of

even break her leg. How lucky could that

Hawthorne, rest assured,” the shopping guide

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stains on