Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

The clamor of the banquet hall behind her couldn't make Lizetta turn around. All of it had nothing to with her.

"Lizetta, stop right there! You embarrassment, explain yourself now!"

However, as Hanna's furious voice echoed, Lizetta found her path blocked. She frowned, her expression icy. "Move! The one missing the wedding is your son, not me!"

Lizetta tried to bypass Hanna, but Hanna grabbed her, uttering in exasperation, "Don't bring Remington into this. If you hadn't been so shameless, marrying Remi but pining for his brother, why else would Remington skip his own wedding day!"

Lizetta was stunned, unable to comprehend Hanna's accusations.

Yolanda was fuming too. She stepped forward, pulling Hanna's hand away, and shielded Lizetta, saying, "Listen, lady, the guests are still here. Save yourself some dignity, will you? No need to act like a fishwife."

is none of your business, back

Yolanda. But the latter dodged swiftly, pulling Lizetta back

catching herself on the staircase railing. Fuming,

frowned, "What's with the brother

need to clear up this diary mess today! Is it yours? The Dashiell family can't afford this scandal. You go in there and deny it,

idea about any diary. She just wanted to leave, "What diary?

phone screen in Lizetta's face. She then saw the familiar handwriting

exam, I realized I wrote your name instead of mine. It seems in my heart, you

like my first day at the Dashiell's, making me fall in love with snow because of you. Because of love, wishing to see you every snowy day for

at the screen, Lizetta recognized every word; every sentence felt painfully familiar. But pieced together, it all seemed

had written a diary, but had