Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

She thought he didn't love her, that he couldn't bear to face her. But in that moment, Lizetta suddenly realized she might've been completely wrong. If he didn't want to face her, he would've blindfolded himself, not her.

Remington must've thought she didn't love him; that was why he'd been holding back all this time, scared to frighten her.

He said he loved her, but she could never feel it. Strangely enough, right now, she felt a glimpse of his restrained love.

He probably wasn't as strong as she perceived, always on top, leading effortlessly. He, too, had his insecurities, his fears.

In an instant, Lizetta gripped the edge of the table, her nails digging into the wood grain, feeling an overwhelming sadness.

Tears seeped from her tightly shut eyes. It was such a pity; she realized too late.

If she'd known earlier, maybe they could've connected, built trust, and she would have the courage to weather any storm with him.

But there were no ifs. So much had happened, so many obstacles.

Their minds had changed; trust had collapsed. She wasn't brave anymore; it seemed they couldn't go back.

his eyes tightly, and then kissed Lizetta on the forehead, his voice hoarse, "Don't cry. I'm

reached for a blanket, wrapping her up, and lifted her

of running water filled the

and then gently placed Lizetta, who was still

and

shoulders shaking slightly, she finally sobbed out

to come home

Lying alone in the big bed late at night, she'd

must be tired too. She also thought, with Stella so proactive, and the West family along with

the news

appearances in various upscale places reached Lizetta's ears. It was said, Martin and Barbara

City ended successfully,

found the corridor blocked with baskets of flowers from fans. Entering the restroom, a cleaner

she was washing her hands, the cleaner,

Gardenia, be ready on

the