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. Perhaps due to the weather, it

documents. Camille was already there, and she even brought Lizetta

servant and wrapped it around her, adding

about your face. It's all because of me," Camille's cheek still bore the mark of

you who hit me, no need to apologize. Besides, if Lucian hadn't been so protective and impulsive, Yolanda wouldn't have fallen trying to save Hanna and Evelina. Liz, don't take

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

"Okay."

Maybach parked not

she left the

sure if Remington was waiting for someone to

inside from view. Seeing no movement, Lizetta had

man slowly rolled it down, his profile

corridor was nowhere to be seen. This, Lizetta thought,

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

his response 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 wanted was