Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta looked away, a blush creeping up her cheeks, finding it hard to meet Jerome's gaze. She was about to brush off the tension with a laugh when she heard his voice, smooth and tinged with amusement, from above.

"You're pretty straightforward, aren't you?"

"Uh?" Lizetta looked up, puzzled.

Jerome raised an eyebrow, "I didn't want to scare you, but it seems like you've turned the tables on me."

Lizetta was at a loss for words.

Jerome chuckled, "That's right, I like you."

His admission was candid.

Once everything was out in the open, Lizetta felt less uneasy. She touched her pregnant belly in astonishment, clearly confused.

"But why? I mean, this doesn't make any sense."

Their interactions had been limited. Excluding a brief encounter years ago, by the time they met again, she was already pregnant and he was taking her to the hospital.

Lizetta's expression turned peculiar as a thought crossed her mind.

She wondered if Jerome was one of those men who sought thrill in unconventional relationships. Did he really have such unusual tastes?

in her gaze

at me like that. Falling for someone never makes sense. It doesn't ask for reasons

of our first meeting. Perhaps, I was already moved back then, but unfortunately,

oversight had now

it, he'd found himself drawn to

her expression a mix

had already pulled back, slightly bending towards her

feel pressured. My feelings

holding up

to help you within my means, to support

at Jerome's pinky, not sure whether to laugh

met his gaze, his deep eyes clear and smiling, relaxed

gentle, not intense or mad, but comfortably

found herself smiling, "To like just a little bit, this is the first time I've heard such

It was indeed unique.

Jerome

ghtened up, his

it wasn't

bet

but I was

it, wasn't