Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 199

The coolness suddenly snapped Lizetta awake.

Her eyes flew open, and in a flurry, she shoved the man on top of her.

Remington felt her resistance and let go, lifting his head.

Lizetta’s face was flushed as she turned her head away, gasping for air with a soft whimper.

“No, don’t.”

Remington froze, with his Adam’s apple bobbing; he had used all his self–control to roll off

her. He unzipped his hoodie and stood up, heading over to the window.

Lizetta sat up silently, awkwardly fixing her messy clothes and hair.

She hung her head low, trying to calm her nerves.

Behind her, Remington’s voice broke the silence, “Your hair is still wet, come over here.”

Lizetta looked back and saw him back to his normal self; with a hairdryer plugged in, he gestured her to come over.

With her hair still damp, she got up and walked over.

“I’ve got it.”

Remington pressed on her shoulders, making her

flicked the switch, and warm air started to blow onto her scalp.

feeling his fingers gently weaving through

straight, thick and dense. Remington seemed

finally turned off the dryer, Lizetta suddenly

me that day? Do you still remember it?”

dryer, “Which day are we talking

brought me back to the Dashiell family, fourteen years ago.”

thought for a moment, but the details were a blur, even though he remembered how

the look on his face, Lizetta knew he had forgotten it,

a close shave, and all I could see was red, and the taste of blood in my mouth. You

wouldn’t let the doc near me. Then you popped an orange candy in my mouth, and I still remember what you

Let the doctor check you out, and I will give you a whole jar of these candies, okay? There are other flavors too. Liz, wanna

Remington seemed to grasp at a faint

I managed to

while her gaze dropped to hide the surge

the first candy she had tasted in two years since being abandoned by her parents from the Hawthorne

candy was from

day, she was a child with candies again, and it was like a beam of light

give her a jar full of colorful

these years, her favorite remained the orange–flavored ones; she always remembered the

years, that’s the only trick you’ve got!” Lizetta playfully

deep eyes showed an unusual hint of amusement, which made him look very tender.