The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 370

370: BROKEN BONDS

ARIEL’S POV

I stormed into my parents‘ elegant living room, a cloud of anger and betrayal churning within me. My hands trembled with disbelief as I brandished my phone, the glaring headlines announcing my supposed engagement to Luke burning into my consciousness.

“Mom, Dad, we need to talk,” I demanded.

They looked up, surprised, etching their features at the urgency in my tone.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” my mother asked, concern furrowing her brow.

I thrust my phone forward, the damning evidence of my supposed betrothal displayed on the screen.

“Explain this,” I demanded, my voice rising with each word,

Their guilty exchange confirmed my worst fears.

“We’re sorry, Ariel. We never meant for things to spiral out of control like this,” my father began, his voice

tinged with remorse,

But apologies were not what I sought. I needed answers.

“Sorry isn’t enough, Dad. Why have you destroyed my future?” I queried, my anger boiling over.

My mother reached out, but I recoiled, the sting of their betrayal too raw.

“I trusted you both. I thought you had my best interests at heart,” I accused the both of them. I was feeling

broken.

They hung their heads, unable to meet my accusing gaze.

“We only wanted what was best for you, Ariel. We thought…” my mother faltered, unable to finish her

justification.

disbelief turned to indignation. “So you thought it was acceptable to manipulate me into marriage

leaving me with a searing sense of betrayal.

in your social climbing game,”

spill as I turned away, weighed down by

I murmured, my voice barely audible

down on me like a leaden

and locked it with a shaky hand. The dam of emotions I had been

370 BROKEN BONDS

my cheeks unchecked, each droplet a testament to the pain and betrayal

as though my heart had been torn from my chest, leaving behind a raw, gaping wound that

agony.

they have orchestrated something so cruel and manipulative? Did they truly see me as nothing more than a pawn in their quest

status?

the fragile walls of my composure. I felt utterly alone, abandoned by the very people who were supposed

support

weight of their expectations, their ambitions, and their decelt pressed down on

to crush me beneath its oppressive weight. I struggled to

of emotions that threatened to consume

allowed myself to surrender to the torrent of tears,

of the pain and anguish that gnawed at my insides. It

had once envisioned, now shattered into a million

to lose all meaning as I lay there, cocooned

hours, but still, the ache in my chest remained, a constant

world

But even in slumber, there was no escape from the harsh reality of my

I had wrapped around myself. I froze, my heart pounding with apprehension, as I heard my mother’s voice urging me to

the door, my mother’s worried expression greeting me.

she implored, her voice filled, with remorse.

to slam the door shut and shut out the world

my

darling, I’m so sorry,” she

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