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.

my dad like this, and my mom's funeral... I don't know what to do. Could you take care of

lip quivered, and seeing Remington silent, she

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

would mean

buried, and Stella didn't want to be scorned for having a murderer as a

her off, his voice

my wife and kid, and you say she hasn't wronged

froze, her hands flailing

not what I meant... I'm sorry, I didn't consider your feelings,

guilty. If she

The most I can do is try not to hold a

Then,

keep your mom's funeral simple.dll

need to bother Reming

bother Rent Who

the bed and went

you're awake? Are

his back hunched, the hospital gown

Stella with a shake of his head, then

secret? Stella was lost for so many years, and the rumors about her are