Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

When Stella reached out, Remington stood up straight, sidestepping her gesture and pulling his hand from hers. "Here, wipe your face."

He handed her a wet wipe.

Touching her face, Stella felt the tear streaks and sat up awkwardly.

After she cleaned her face, it was like she finally snapped back to reality, her voice tinged with nervous guilt.

"Remington, where's my dad? Is he okay?"

Remington's brow furrowed slightly, a flash of irritation passing through his eyes.

"He's fallen ill, resting in the next room."

The police had just left when Martin collapsed.

That's why Remington had been delayed.

Stella's face filled with worry, and she tried to get out of bed but fell back weakly.

"Rest for now," Remington said sternly. "Your dad's condition has stabilized. The nurse will let you know when he wakes up."

Stella nodded obediently, her eyes wandering helplessly, tears falling as she spoke.

know what to do. Could you take care of it? Please, for

Remington silent,

trumps all, doesn't it? Her sins should be wiped away with her passing. She may have wronged Lizetta, but she

it would mean he had truly

to be scorned for having a murderer as a

her off, his voice

and kid, and

her hands

meant... I'm sorry, I

If

unyielding. "I can't forgive. I'm no saint. The most I can do is try not to

silently, her expression desolate. Then, Martin's voice came from

mom's funeral simple.dll handle it. I'm still

need to bother Reming

bother Rent Who

the bed

awake? Are

much older, his back hunched,

Stella with a shake of his head, then looked at Remington

one uneasy request. Can we keep Luna's cause of death a secret? Stella was lost for so many years, and the rumors about her are