Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

The doctor snapped a bunch of photos of Daisyy making various faces-sticking out her tongue, wide-eyed, grinning, yawning... Lizetta held the printout dearly, barely having warmed it up when Remington leaned over and snatched it away.

"What the heck?"

Lizetta instinctively reached to grab it back, but the man quickly folded the paper.

"I'll keep it safe."

Lizetta was not pleased, spreading her hands, "If you want one, go ask the doctor for another copy. This one's mine, give it back."

She cherished it and wanted to keep it, to show it to Yoli later, and someday to Daisyy too.

But Remington, ignoring her, had already tucked the printout safely into his suit pocket.

The man raised an eyebrow at Lizetta, "You're with Daisyy all the time. What's the big deal if I take one report? If you wanna see it, just call me, I can bring it over anytime." Lizetta was frustrated. She certainly didn't need such an excuse to meet.

"I'll take it back to grandma; she'd be thrilled."

Seeing her puffing her cheeks in displeasure, Remington finally softened his tone, gently ruffling Lizetta's hair.

Lizetta also wanted Fiona to be happy, so she nodded.

She was off to see Thaddeus Gardenia, and Remington had business to attend to; Cedric had already been waiting for a while.

As they stood in front of the elevator, about to part ways, Lizetta made to step in but was suddenly pulled back by the man.

into Remington's arms,

his chest, but Remington seemed oblivious to her resistance, leaning down to whisper

before bothering

let

was not to get too close

a new relationship, agreeing or not didn't make much of

response, Remington felt a pang of

Stella abroad would

least until Barbara's week-long

vel.ne

mourning was over, smoothly

that's ten days

month.

already felt like a year would pass before

you miss me?" he asked, holding her, a hint of longing

these words were coming from Remington without looking

answer, but her silence

her as a faint joy twinkled in his

take that

was quite good at comforting himself.

the elevator doors slowly closed, hiding the figure standing outside, her expression gradually