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.

it was acceptable to manipulate me into

with

climbing game,” I declared my

as I turned away, weighed down by disappointment and

murmured, my

weight of their betrayal bore down on me like a leaden cloak, suffocating me with its heaviness.

it with a shaky hand.

370 BROKEN BONDS

my cheeks unchecked, each droplet a testament to the pain and betrayal i felt deep in my

burled my face in my hands, the sobs wracking my body uncontrollably. It felt as though my heart had been torn from

agony.

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

status?

and profound sadness swirled within me like a tempest, each emotion crashing against the fragile walls of my composure.

and support me.

expectations, their ambitions, and their decelt pressed down

threatening to crush me beneath its oppressive weight. I struggled

wave of emotions that threatened to consume me whole.

my room, I allowed myself to surrender to the torrent of tears, each one

gnawed at my insides. It was as though I were mourning

envisioned, now shattered

to lose all meaning as I lay there,

but still, the ache in my chest remained, a

my world

promises. But even in slumber, there was no escape from the harsh reality of my shattered dreams and the bitter taste of

pounding with apprehension, as I heard my mother’s voice urging me to open the door. With a reluctant sigh, I rose from my bed,

pulled open the door, my mother’s worried

let us in,” she implored,

and shut out the world was

my bed, my arms crossed tightly over my chest

tears. “Ariel, darling,

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