Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 195

Remington’s voice was barely above a whisper, yet Lizetta’s heart felt like it had been sucker–punched, stirring up a storm of sour, swelling pain.

She just stared at the guy in front of her, her eyes uncontrollably misting over She waarmed to turn her head away, not wanting to show him her fragile side

But Remington’s hand, which had been pinching her chin, shifted to cradle her face, not letting her dodge the moment.

Tears rolled down Lizetta’s cheeks, one by one, splashing onto the maris knuckles, sinking into the palm of his hand.

“Hey, don’t cry. Sorry, it’s all my fault.”

Her tears were warm, but to Remington, they felt scalding, as though each one was searing his heart.

He thought back to the video Fiona had sent him on his way back. The video cactured the chaotic scene by the pool.

He saw that after he left with Evelina in his arms, the pool remained earity quiet and Lizetta didn’t come up for air on her own.

to rescue License. Her face was 50 pale at the time, her eyes tightly shut, her whole being as silent and lifeless

was Cassius who laid her flat and performed emergency aid, making her cough out the water she’d

and vacant, truly the eyes of someone who

of him. And he

snuffing out his

happened if Cassius hadn’t dived in to save

surge of panic and fear like never before, wishing he could stab himself. And now, at the sight of Lizetta’s involuntary tears. Remington’s heart was in agony, a mix of

thumb gently traced her tear–streaked face, treating her as delicately as if she were made of fragile glass. But the more he tried

his arms around the softly trembling Lizetta, holding her tight as

1/2

into his body to ease his

cooed in a softened voice like when he

stop crying. it’s all my stupid fault. I didn’t realize you were drowning. I thought you were a good swimmer, that you’d be fine, but I forget that accidents

feel cold inside, right? Don’t cry; how

chest. She