Meanwhile, Arwen was finding it hard to cope with her sorrows. She might have held a strong stance in front of her parents before, but the moment she stepped out of that place, the weight of their disappointment sank in, making her feel hollow inside.
Her mother's words were like the cruel dagger that pierced her heart with every repetition: Arwen, blame yourself. You have been incapable. You are a disgrace —a disgraceful daughter. You have been the disappointment.
Her father's silence tore her apart. Though she didn't expect him to stand against her mother, still she expected something that he failed to provide.
What was she expecting? Her mother to feel her pain for once? That had been a luxury that was hard for her to afford.
