Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

In an instant, the two of them tumbled onto the bed together.

Remington was underneath, protectively holding Lizetta above him.

Lizetta was in a state of shock, gasping for air. As she came to her senses, she tried to struggle free.

But Remington tightened his grip around her waist and suddenly spoke up.

"I admit that when I saw you beaten and bruised on that snowy night years ago, I thought of Stella. And yes, the first piece of orange candy I gave you was Stella's favorite."

Hearing just this much, Lizetta felt as though her heart was being sliced open; unable to hold back, she had tears stream down her face.

Each tear, heavy with her grievances and shattered feelings, fell directly from her eyes, and landed on Remington's forehead, nose, eyelids, and lips.

For a moment, Remington panicked. He quickly lifted his head, kissing her, trying to soothe her broken heart.

"Don't cry, let me finish!"

with her. She'd probably love to hear them, and

her ears and clumsily climbed off Remington,

step when Remington caught her around the waist and

made her sit on his lap, with one arm circling her waist, while forcefully pulling her hands away from her

that age? Do you think I'm some kind of reincarnated god of love?" Remington

Remington was cold-hearted and

at Remington, feeling bewildered. Remington tightened his grip on Lizetta's hand and placed

childhood companion, a kin, and a benefactor, but

the answer she had been longing to

not hiding anything; he said it so clear,

Lizetta felt dazed, unsure whether to believe him

years older than you, and you two have different personalities, looks, and hobbies. How could I ever see you as her stand-in?" Remington couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity; he gently tapped Lizetta on

not realize before that you

slight pain grounded her,

said, "But the scars on your body aren't fake, right? You yourself said last time they were from looking for someone who