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.

to indignation. “So you thought it was acceptable to manipulate me into marriage for your own

me with

refuse to be a pawn in your social climbing game,”

I turned away, weighed down by disappointment and hurt.

process this,” I murmured, my

leaden cloak, suffocating me with its heaviness. Without another word, I fled from the living room, seeking solace in the sanctuary of my own room.

locked it with a shaky hand. The dam of emotions

370 BROKEN BONDS

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

felt as though my heart had been torn from my chest, leaving behind

agony.

the core. How could they have orchestrated something so cruel and

status?

fragile walls of

support

of their expectations, their ambitions, and their decelt pressed down on me like a suffocating

to crush me beneath its oppressive weight. I struggled

of emotions that threatened to

to surrender to

of the pain and anguish that gnawed at my insides. It was as though I were

now

I lay there, cocooned in the darkness of my despair. Minutes

my chest remained,

world asunder.

sleep, my dreams haunted by visions of betrayal and broken promises. But even in slumber,

my heart pounding with apprehension, as I heard my mother’s voice urging

the lock and pulled open the door,

she implored, her voice filled,

door shut and shut out the world was almost overwhelming. But

retreated to the safety of my bed, my arms crossed tightly over my chest in a defensive gesture. I

“Ariel, darling, I’m so sorry,” she

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