Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta couldn't believe her ears.

What did Remington just say? He said he loved her? How could that be possible?!

Lizetta thought, perhaps the saddest thing in the world was finally hearing what she'd longed for, only to be filled with doubt and bitterness instead of joy. Without the anticipation, his words could no longer move her. Lizetta lowered her head and slowly unwrapped his arms from around her waist.

"Stop joking. If your love means constantly hurting and disappointing me, then it's a cheap kind of love I can't even bother with."

With those words, Lizetta walked away, never looking back.

Remington didn't try to stop her. His jaw clenched tight, his handsome face seemed to be coated in ice, covering the turmoil within.

He watched her determined departure, his profound gaze growing even darker, as if no light could penetrate it.

So, this was what it felt like to muster the courage to confess love, only to be doubted; to not be believed by the one he loved felt suffocating.

of snowflakes.

asked Camille to bring over the necessary documents. Camille was already there,

the coat from the servant and wrapped it around her, adding

I'm sorry about your face. It's all because of me," Camille's cheek

and impulsive, Yolanda wouldn't have fallen trying to save Hanna and Evelina. Liz,

lump in her throat but nodded, "I'll go on ahead

"Okay."

Lizetta eyed the Maybach

following her since she left the hospital, but he hadn't stepped out

waiting for someone

were up, shielding the man inside from view. Seeing no movement, Lizetta had no

car window, and the man slowly rolled it down, his profile as noble

nowhere to be seen. This, Lizetta thought, was

she looked at him, "Mr. Dashiell, have you got all

veered off-topic, "The year you came to the Dashiell family, it was snowing like this, very similar to now." Lizetta frowned; she had no patience for these. All she