Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

She abruptly averted her gaze, refusing to look at the man again.

Afterwards, he tried to strike up a conversation, but Lizetta was listless and unresponsive.

On the flight back, Remington seemed to realize he was unwelcome, as he didn't even stay in the same cabin as Lizetta.

Lizetta was secretly pleased, but halfway through the flight, Ray came to wake her up.

"Ma'am, could you please check on Mr. Remington Dashiell? He's been running a high fever, and now he's delirious."

Lizetta, groggy from sleep, took a moment to fully wake up.

"He's got a fever?"

"Yes, he's been feverish since before boarding. It seems an untreated wound, compounded by your absence, has prevented him from resting properly. He's been suffering from insomnia, which has severely depleted his strength and weakened his immune system..."

When Ray saw Lizetta remaining seated, he urged her again.

"Ma'am, won't you please see him? Even if you and Mr. Remington Dashiell are divorced, he's still your child's father. If not for the sake of old times, then think of his mother. If something serious happens because of the fever, she won't be able to bear it."

Lizetta clenched the armrest tightly.

a doctor on board? The crew should be more

reducers, but they're not working. He's been calling out for you. Fever can

Ray to the rear cabin, where a sofa area had been converted into a makeshift

his brow furrowed, an unnatural flush

and

withdraw, but the man, eyes previously shut, now opened them

stumbled forward, falling onto him and getting wrapped

"Remington..."

you do

cut short by his hoarse, fevered

the crook of her neck, his voice entangling in

breath made

you're feverish. Get a hold

pushed against him, but

instead

find

comfort in her presence,

face against

her hand, guiding it to his cheek, and let out a contented sigh,