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

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to slap his own

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

and said, “Thanks for the reminder, Shirley. I’m about to run to the supermarket and grab some big

admit you’re jealous of Evelina, quit the

the same species. My Liz is fairy–level; why would she be jealous of you getting uglier or doing facial surgery more often?”

one foot. Evelina, worried

word I said about that jerk having any guts. Let Remington, that scumbag, softie with ED, loser,

patted her hand, “Forget

shopping guide, “I’ll take the pair I

get you a fresh pair to wrap up; these are just

not really caring.

again and hurried to the back. Her phone

care of those shoes.”

to teach Lizetta a lesson, maybe even break her leg. How lucky could that woman get, just when Remington decided to

rest assured,” the shopping guide flipped the shoes over,

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greasy stains on