Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

He couldn't bear to look her in the eyes any longer. With a quick nod and a voice rough with emotion, he managed to say, "Thanks for sharing that with me, but even if she can take care of herself, I still wish I could be there for her and our kid..."

He lowered his head, busying himself once more, a hint of moisture forming in his eyes.

These darn contacts, they just don't feel right, irritating his eyes.

Lizetta, seeing his downcast mood, thought it was because he couldn't be with his wife. She admired the man for always thinking about his wife, wanting to share her burdens. She smiled again, saying, "Even though you can't be there in person, calling her often and sending her surprises can also be a great way to show you care. I'm sure your wife can feel the love."

Remington looked up again, his gaze resting on the cheerful woman. Suddenly, he asked, "Is your husband with you? Or does he also stay in touch by calling?" Lizetta paused, her smile fading.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not prying into your privacy. I was just wondering, if your husband isn't around, what kind of gifts does he send you?"

Lizetta avoided his gaze this time, clearly displeased. Her lips tightened, and then, losing interest in the conversation, she uttered, "He's gone."

Those three simple words felt like three sharp swords piercing straight through Remington's heart, spreading a painful sensation throughout his body. So, in her mind, was he, Remington, as good as dead?

Or did she wish he was dead, never to reappear in her world?

as he replied with a voice strained

I guess I can't be of any

nodded

gaze lingering long after she was gone, his throat aching with dryness. Dora approached, asking,

up his work, and simply said, "Two parts broke,

the repairs and rekindled

out of her room again, and Remington left

days, he didn't show up, and Lizetta's life went

From a distance, Remington

morning. In the sunny afternoons, she'd take food out to feed the stray cats around town and go for walks by

popular with the local They'd

kids

laughing and playing, dancin

and

singing around her.