Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 90

Yolanda just joined the film crew. She was the main stunt double, and they’d gone into lockdown mode for filming, so there’s no way she’s coming back anytime soon.

If Remington decided to be a jerk about it, Lizetta would be left high and dry with no one to turn to.

“Here, borrow a phone. I’ll Venmo you some cash, get the waiter to snag you some clothes, and we’ll call it a day.”

The guy seemed super impatient, and before Lizetta could even reply, he hung up on her.

Lizetta was steaming mad as she slammed down the phone, but with no other choice, she did as the man said. and borrowed someone’s phone.

She unblocked Remington, sending him a raging, fuming emoji.

When Remington saw he was back in the chat, his lips curved into a smirk, and he transferred 60 grand.

Seeing the 60k notification, Lizetta remembered his words, 20k per sleepover. Her hands trembled as she clutched the phone.

Remington waited a bit, but when he didn’t get a reply, he texted her again.

[Don’t bother with the restaurant. I’ve had someone pick up your stuff and bring it to Oakridge Heights.]

He was just about to hit send when that familiar red exclamation point popped up again. Remington couldn’t help but laugh it off.

the restaurant to collect her belongings and

she taught a dance private lesson to a grade schooler, and it was already nine when she left the student’s

stop thinking about Remington’s arm injury. She’d promised to take care of him until he healed, and she

before heading back to Oakridge Heights, she decided to swing

a dance routine prepped for Master Dories‘ audition and had recorded it to show her mentor, Yovnne. The video was on her laptop, which she

Using her phone for light, Lizetta climbed to the fifth floor and was rummaging through her bag for the keys

the top floor, the sixth, and the neighbors had moved out.

the brand Remington

Lizetta’s spine. She kept her head down, pretending to search

Too late.

could round

“Ah! Hel–Mmph!”

scream, but a hand clamped over her

the railing, but he had no

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and phone tumbled to

screen it up with an incoming call–her emergency plea for

she couldn’t make a sound, she hoped Remington would sense something

his voice would scare off