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."

Lizetta playfully punched his chest, with her cheeks flushed a

had already stepped into

race, as she was a bit anxious

some changes which may indicate someone lived there. However, everything was just as she had

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

"Mr. Dashiell?"

she hadn't been

calling Remington "Mr. Dashiell"? Lizetta remembered Stella used to address

nodded towards Stella and introduced Lizetta as his

"It's you? We met before, in the

never got the

no need." Stella waved her off, but Lizetta noticed that she was wearing a glove on her right hand, which struck

child's voice chimed from the

the strawberries;

out of the kitchen. She