Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 478

The cleaning lady responded, and Lizetta turned off the water, dried her hands, and stepped out.

Days flew by in a blink, and on the eve of Lizetta's departure to Summer City, Remington's car once again stopped at the dance company's entrance.

Tall and distinguished, Remington stood by his car, cradling a bouquet of flowers in his arms.

They were roses, a refreshing shade of green, unique, understated, and elegant. They matched his demeanor perfectly. Lizetta recognized them instantly as the rare matcha forest roses.

She froze in place until Remington approached, offering her the roses with a voice as soft as the breeze.

"Here's your bouquet. Still mad at me?"

Taking the flowers, Lizetta felt a lump in her throat and a sting in her eyes. She lowered her head to smell them and then looked up at him, smiling gently.

"They're beautiful. The first flowers you've ever given me."

Remington saw she was happy, his lips relaxing into a relieved smile as he playfully tapped her head.

"Nonsense, I've given you flowers before, about twelve or thirteen years ago."

Lizetta paused, and then remembered.

Dashiell was the golden boy, talented and handsome, naturally attracting

only dared

home, but occasionally, some would slip through to his bag, and sometimes, flowers would be secretly left at the

those secretly placed flowers, which he intended to throw away, she

giving all those flowers to her, more than just one or

playful; shaking

the

thought to herself, of course, it was different. Did he

afraid to delve deeper. Instead,

the last unpleasant visit, today Remington had

settled into

е

she couldn't help but ask him, "These flowers are

was eternal love, a love for

"Cedric recommended them."

and thought to himself that

the florist deliver a

them too often would take away the surprise." Remington, with

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