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

then, they had already

as she

was just as she had left it, as if untouched by time. Suddenly, footsteps approached from the

plate of assorted fruits. She paused upon seeing them, then offered a slightly awkward smile of

"Mr. Dashiell?"

she hadn't been expecting

"Mr. Dashiell"? Lizetta remembered Stella used to

nodded towards Stella and introduced Lizetta as his

seeing Lizetta. "It's you? We met before, in the restroom of that diner, you burned your

smile, "Yes, I never got the

but Lizetta noticed that she was wearing a glove on her

child's voice chimed

strawberries; they're super clean

the kitchen. She shyly hid behind her mother, then curiously peeked at Lizetta and Remington.