Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Lizetta didn't linger in the hospital room for long, worried that Thaddeus might wake up if disturbed.

As soon as the commotion started inside, Lizetta stepped out.

Remington, in a low voice, gave Cedric a few instructions, leaving him to handle the situation before he turned to follow Lizetta.

Just as Lizetta quickly stepped into the elevator, a tall, lean figure squeezed in behind her.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and although the space was ample before, it now felt cramped to Lizetta, her mind flashing back to the kiss she had recently witnessed. She frowned, saying, "This is going up, Mr. Dashiell. Please take the next one down."

She reached out to press the open door button to send him on his way.

But her hand was caught mid-air by Remington, the elevator doors sealing shut, his fingers forcefully intertwining with hers.

Lizetta glared at him as his towering presence inched closer, backing her into a corner of the elevator.

He looked down, noticing her irritated expression, yet his voice carried a hint of amusement.

"Just now, I think I startled your brother. Let me come up with you to check on him."

"There's no need."

say that? It was my mess that led Wendy right to your brother's room. Offering

he

without words, Remington tightened his

to form, making their palms slick. Finally, Lizetta looked up at him, his

mad about that

up in the confined space only heightened the awkwardness

was firm, insisting, "But it wasn't really a forceful kiss, was it? I did

looked at him, bewildered.

the text he had sent

a situation with Jerome, texting her about

was furious, "Are you being a

finish, Remington leaned in closer, their noses almost touching as

again, I sincerely

moved closer,

brushing, leaving Lizetta unsure if he

for another chance to kiss

his genuinely apologetic demeanor made her anger seem petty and

just woken