Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Remington pinched the bridge of his nose, frustration clear in his voice. "I don't agree with you giving birth at Skyline Hospital." Lizetta replied with a detached tone, "It's my body, my choice of hospital."

Remington scoffed coldly, "But I'm Daisyy's father. You'd need my signature to even get into the delivery room!"

With no other family to turn to, Lizetta indeed would need Remington's signature when the time came.

Angered, she turned around swiftly and swung at him, shouting, "Jerk! Using this as a threat, are you even a man?"

But Remington, as if anticipating her move, caught her hand effortlessly and retorted icily, "If I wasn't a man, how would Daisyy even exist?"

Lizetta glared back, teeth gritted in frustration.

Remington's expression softened a bit, "Skyline Hospital doesn't have the amenities private clinics offer. Even if not for your sake, don't you want Daisyy to have the best care and protection possible? Don't be stubborn."

He always seemed so reasonable, so considerate.

Yet Lizetta felt exhausted. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again, her emotions had turned indifferent.

cared about me. Now that we're divorced,

he responded, his

pillow in frustration, her tone

you want to keep tabs on your childhood sweetheart and us too? Think you can manage? No wonder Stella's scratching at you; I too can't help but want to slap

eyes then fell on

gaze, Remington touched the mark, a slight

frowned slightly,

had a nightmare, and I was just waking her up when she accidentally scratched me. That's all there

away, "I'm not jealous. I don't love

suddenly leaned

against the back of the

her. He r

were true, why can't you treat me indifferently? Why keep running, afraid

Lizetta felt her resolve waver.

was persistent, his grip tightening as he lifted her hands above her head and pressed his lips against hers in a kiss far more passionate and deep than any before, as if to ignite the

muffled sobs, dissolving into