Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

The woman blinked in confusion, then shifted her gaze between Remington and Lizetta.

Having suddenly figured out what was going on, she hurriedly waved her hands to Lizetta and said,

"Oh dear, I think there's been a huge misunderstanding. Mr. Dashiell hired me to pretend to be Stella!" the woman hurriedly explained, waving her hands for emphasis.

Lizetta stared at her, with astonishment written all over her face, before turning to Remington with a puzzled look.

"She's not Stella?"

Remington's lips twisted into a bitter smile, "I wish she was. But I couldn't find her."

The woman, eager to clear the confusion, quickly added, "Mrs. Dashiell, my name's Eileen. I am not Ms. Stella West."

Seeing her nervousness and how she remained standing, Remington gestured towards a chair, "Please, take a seat."

unravel her story, "I'm an orphan, and I fell seriously ill when I was just a teenager and lost all my childhood memories. About four months

a DNA test, it turned out I wasn't the person he was

life, and now, she's on her deathbed. He didn't want

I was desperate for money. My husband was diagnosed with kidney failure last year and needed a transplant. We have a young daughter, and I couldn't bear the thought of

donor kidney is like waiting for a miracle, and we were scraping by just to cover

I agreed to help him, and I simply couldn't refuse. So, I followed Mr. Dashiell

throat was parched, but she felt too

resident, she hesitated to

the coffee table, Remington leaned over to pour two glasses of

thanked him and took a few

taken aback by the revelation; she was still processing

when helping Eileen with the car door and catching

seem trivial to others,