Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta handed Remington's phone to the nurse at the desk, asking her to deliver it to Remington before turning to leave. The nurse, true to her word, immediately took the phone to him.

Barbara had been rushed into surgery, and Remington was pacing anxiously alongside Martin in the waiting area. Seeing the nurse with his phone, he had his brow furrowed in irritation as he took it and asked, "Who brought this?"

"She left it with me and then took off," the nurse replied.

Clutching the phone, Remington told Martin, "I'll be right back."

Without waiting for a response, he strode towards the elevator.

But by the time he got to the lobby, there was no sign of Lizetta. He quickly dialed her number.

After a few rings, she answered.

Remington, now in the elevator, asked in a deep, worried tone, "Where are you?"

Lizetta was on her way out of the hospital; her voice was calm as she replied, "I'm beat. Caught a cab home. I know you're busy; just carry on." Remington could detect the chill in her tone.

his heart squeezed. He knew she must have

grip on the phone tightened, and he barely managed

figure out the right words to explain, Lizetta cut him off. "My ride's here.

breath hitched, "Alright, just text

do," she said

any cab. She sat down on a

Remington, because she hadn't

to hear his explanations; they weren't

she

about making Barbara feel at

was because Eileen wasn't Stella that he had played

for a husband who would stand by her side, steadfastly,

been sitting on the bench until

changed

a paternity testing clinic, informing her that the DNA results

a cab and headed to the

off to in such a hurry? April,