Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Stepping out of his study, Remington made his way to the bedroom just as Yolanda was coming out from the room.

He had been hoping against hope that Yolanda would manage to wake Lizetta from her deep slumber. He looked at her, questioning with his gaze. Yolanda's eyes were swollen from crying, and upon seeing Remington, her look could freeze hell over, lacking even the energy to curse him.

She shot Remington a glare that could cut glass and walked past him without another word.

Cassius, following behind, shook his head at Remington, advising, "Remi, she did everything she could, cried her voice hoarse, and Liz didn't budge. I think it's on you now, buddy. Give it another shot." Yolanda, a few steps away, stopped and turned back at Cassius's words, her gaze fixed on Remington.

"Give me a break, don't put him on a pedestal. Liz is like this because of him! Anyone could wake Liz up, but he's the last person who could! If Liz heard his voice, she'd probably want to reincarnate on the spot! Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Realizing her words were inauspicious, Yolanda looked regretful.

She was truly muddled by Remington's actions, hitting her mouth lightly in frustration before turning to hurry downstairs.

She decided to wait for Mrs. Bernice Madden, the last beacon of hope.

Cassius, pointing at Yolanda's retreating figure, said, "She's out of her wits, Remi. Don't take it to heart."

Without a word, Remington entered the room, closing the door behind him.

Approaching the bed, the dim light cast a soft glow on Lizetta's face, lying motionless, seemingly frailer than before.

she had become visibly thinner in just a few

hesitated, recalling the therapist's

but if you can, please wake up. Because I truly realize my

should be like the dead to each other,

challenging for Remington to articulate each

against hope to see her open her

her eyelashes casting shadows

voices and footsteps

Bernice Madden had arrived. Remington took one last look at Lizetta and stepped

the door, he saw

supporting Mrs. Bernice Maddenet

with Jerome trailing behind,

With

Fiona as they approached.

Madden, I appreciate your

nodding respectfully

a glance, only letting out a heavy

room