Love Unspoken

It was unmistakably evident that Juliet was consumed by fear, a fear that her son's presence would shatter the fragile tranquility she had painstakingly pieced together.

"Mother, my son is about to get married. I came to share the news with you," Ariel announced.

Caught off guard, Juliet echoed, "Your son is getting married?"

"Yes, your grandson is tying the knot! Aren't you excited? Don't you wish to attend his wedding?"

Tears welled up in Juliet's eyes, rendering her speechless. The reality of her grandson's impending matrimony was a stark reminder of her advancing years.

However, she knew Ariel too well. He wouldn't have visited her for such a trivial matter. "You came to escort me to his wedding?"

"Of course," Ariel began, his voice trailing off, "The wedding is scheduled in two months. And as you know, weddings are expensive affairs. There's the car, the house, the dowry, and the banquet. It all adds up." Juliet's suspicions were confirmed, "So, this is a shakedown, isn't it?"

"Mom, don't phrase it like that," Ariel's wife interjected at the opportune moment. "Our son is your grandson. Isn't it natural for family to support each other? It's not a shakedown."

washed over Juliet as she patted her

now. You've spent your entire life around them. Can't you tap into some old

with rage, she pointed at them, "How dare you

son's wedding. Now you're targeting me, an old woman. After all you've done

"What have I done to you? You always claim you're broke. Yet, look at you. You're still

have made you forget who your son is.

across the room, Quinn observed Ariel in disbelief, shocked that such harsh words could

you!"Ariel scowled, "Who are you to

we're here to take Juliet home. She's too old for this work. We're bringing her back to retire in comfort." Quinn was far from naive. If they truly cared for their mother, they wouldn't have abandoned her to a life

I want. Quinn, if you want her to stay, give us half a

with Ariel's greedy gaze. She knew all too well that Juliet's life would become a living hell if she left with them. "Why are you bothering her for? You want me to go back with you? Fine,

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arm, "It's okay, I've survived these past three years, haven't I? What's there to

pay you the