Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta had always been a bit of a homebody, but finding herself in this situation while out and about was a whole different story. She felt a twinge of embarrassment as Remington glanced down at her with a stern look.

"Behave," he said, quickening his pace.

Lizetta couldn't help but gaze up at the sharp, defined jawline of the man before her; curiosity started to get the better of her.

"Is this really appropriate for you to meet your childhood friend like this, holding me in your arms?"

Remington, catching the hint of jealousy in her voice, looked down with a slight smirk, and stopped in his tracks.

"You're right, maybe you should get down."

Before he could finish his sentence, she instinctively tightened her grip around his neck.

He let out a light chuckle, amused by her actions.

"You said one thing but wanted another."

act, Lizetta playfully punched his chest, with her

already stepped

heart race, as she was

room, she expected some changes which may indicate someone lived there. However, everything was just as she had left it, as if untouched by time. Suddenly, footsteps

turned to see Stella, who carried a plate of assorted fruits. She paused upon seeing them, then offered a

"Mr. Dashiell?"

hadn't

Lizetta remembered Stella used to address him

simply nodded

recognition upon seeing Lizetta. "It's you? We met before, in the restroom

smile, "Yes, I never got the chance

but Lizetta noticed that she

child's voice

strawberries; they're super clean

stepping out of the kitchen. She shyly hid