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."

disappointment washed over Juliet as she patted her empty pockets, "Do I appear to be swimming in

entire life around them. Can't you

Trembling with rage,

two, with no skills of your own, can't even afford your son's wedding. Now you're targeting me, an

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

forget who your son is. You've forgotten your role

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

you!"Ariel scowled, "Who are you to interfere? She is my mother.

She's too old for this work. We're bringing her back to retire in comfort." Quinn

on, "That's right, she is my mom. I can take her home if I want. Quinn, if you

living hell if she left with them. "Why are you

for the complete

Quinn held onto Juliet's arm and shook her head vehemently. With tears threatening to spill, Juliet patted Quinn's arm, "It's okay, I've survived these past three years, haven't I? What's there to fear? They won't

you