Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta bit her lip so hard that the taste of blood filled her mouth as she mechanically nodded her head.

Yoli would be okay! Yoli had to be okay!

But deep down, she knew. There was no such thing of the most dangerous area in the head. It was the head they were talking about - a place where one couldn't afford any harm. Suddenly, someone shouted that the ambulance had arrived, and Hogan immediately scooped Yolanda up in his arms.

Lizetta stood up, her vision darkening, her body swaying. Then, she felt herself being steadied by a very familiar set of arms, a man's large hand gripping her waist tightly. But the embrace that usually felt warm and comforting was now like being wrapped in thorns, causing Lizetta pain all over.

"Don't touch me!"

She glared with disdain, and disentangled herself from the grip, struggling to follow. But her wedding dress, with its long train, got in her way, causing her to stumble.

Remington grabbed her arm again, pulling her back to his side with a firm voice, "I'll carry you."

Lizetta wouldn't have it. She yanked her arm away, bent down, and started ripping at the long train of her dress with all her might.

seemed to echo right next to Remington's ear.

looked up at him, her eyes were cold and empty. She said, "Remington, fourteen years of kindness, love, and foolishness. Today,

palm, staining it with her blood. Her

all, emotions churning in his eyes, almost wanting to

the torn fabric at his feet and turning to run

lifted his foot to follow but then stopped, ultimately

want to see him. The place was in chaos, and he'd arrived late. It was

man stood there, his figure stern, fists clenched, veins bulging on the back of his hands.

as if

moved. He bent down, picking up the torn fabric from the floor, clenching it in his hand

then turned, his icy gaze sweeping around before settling on Camille's slightly swollen face. Then he looked at Lucian

swallowed hard,

trying to protect his mother and hadn't noticed Hanna being so