The Storm of Betrayal: Cecilia's Struggle for Justice

"How dare you two have been having a sordid affair behind my back!" In the dance studio, I pointed at the two people in front of me and roared at the top of my lungs, my face flushed with anger.

One of them was my boyfriend with whom I had been in a relationship for nearly two years, and the other was my college roommate who I spent every day with.

Just one minute ago, when I pushed open the door of the dance studio, I was confronted with the scene where they were hugging each other tightly and kissing passionately.

At that moment, my mind buzzed, and my worldview crumbled under the weight of this absurd scene.

An overwhelming sense of grievance and bewilderment flooded into my heart and swallowed me up in an instant.

Ignoring the pitiful girl hiding beside my boyfriend, Zachary Saunders, I glared at him with reddened eyes. "Zachary, how could you do this to me?"

I struggled to control my emotions, but my anger was all too evident.

Hearing my accusation, Zachary merely cast me a complicated glance, seemingly at a loss for words.

But before he could speak, Luna Stephens, who had been hiding behind him, stepped forward. "Ava, please don't be angry. It's all my fault. I like Zachary too much. Don't blame him..."

Her voice was sweet and tinged with a hint of grievance as if she might burst into tears at any moment.

Why did it seem like she was the victim when I was the one betrayed?

I gritted my teeth and couldn't bear it any longer. I stepped forward and tugged at Luna.

However, just as my hand had barely touched her and before I could even put any strength into it, Zachary stopped me with a sharp slap.

"It's not Luna's fault. Don't make things difficult for her." Zachary smacked my hand away with force and then stepped forward to shield the seemingly delicate Luna.

He exerted such great force that red marks instantly appeared on my hand, which was burning with pain as if mocking my current embarrassment.

I lifted my head, trying hard to hold back the tears threatening to spill from my eyes, not wanting to appear so pathetic.

My boyfriend was standing by another woman's side, confronting me for her sake.

"Zachary, do you even remember whose boyfriend you are?" The impulsive anger that I had at first had already dissipated, and instead, I felt somewhat ridiculous. I lifted my eyes and stared at Zachary stubbornly, asking him in a cold tone.

Faced with this question, Zachary instinctively lowered his head, seemingly unable to answer.

Luna, still protected behind him, stepped out again, looking utterly wronged, her eyes wet with tears as she pleaded with me, "Ava, it's all my fault. I just can't help but like Zachary too much. You know, you can't control who you fall for. I didn't want this either, but I like him..."

As she went on talking, unexpectedly, she covered her face with her hands and began to sob, looking as aggrieved as one could be.

Seeing her looking so pitiful and delicate, those who didn't know the truth might think that she was the one whose boyfriend had been snatched away.

A surge of uncontrollable anger rose in my chest. What kind of logic was Luna using? Having had an affair with a friend's boyfriend behind her back, and then having played the victim card when found out, having used emotions to morally blackmail others-what sort of warped logic was this?

Her performance left me speechless, almost at a loss for words. Why on earth had I never noticed what Luna was really like before? She was the epitome of a two-faced person!

"So, what you mean is that neither of you has done anything wrong, and I'm the one to blame for stumbling upon your affair and spoiling your cozy moment, right?!" I demanded, my voice laced with barely contained fury.

Luna, as if startled by my outburst, burst into even more heartrending sobs, with her face covered in tear stains, huddling beside Zachary in a cowering manner.

Seeing this, Zachary immediately pulled her into his arms, comforting her while completely ignoring me, his actual girlfriend.

"Zachary, let me ask you again, do you know whose boyfriend you are?" I asked through gritted teeth, glaring at Zachary as I watched this ridiculous scene unfold.

It was only then that Zachary seemed to recall my existence and slowly let go of Luna. "Ava, I'm sorry, but please don't blame Luna. She's innocent. Don't hurt her."

On hearing these words, I laughed despite my extreme anger, hardly knowing what to say.

Was I not innocent either, considering that I had been betrayed by both my boyfriend and my roommate?

"Zachary, what do I mean to you?"

I asked, shaking my head in disbelief, devoid of any remaining emotion.

Before Zachary could say a word, Luna gently wiped away her tears, pursed her lower lip, and looked at me with a forlorn and aggrieved expression. "Ava, Zachary and I are truly in love with each other. Please, just let us be together."

I couldn't believe my ears. How could she say such things so brazenly?

"Let you be together? Fine, I'll let you be together."

I summoned up every last bit of my strength, obstinately lifted my head to meet Zachary's eyes, and then said to him with determination, "Zachary, we're breaking up!"

With that, I turned and left the dance studio.

At the very moment when I walked out of the door, I caught sight of Luna flashing me a smug smile. It was the sneer of the victor towards the vanquished, a manifestation of self-complacency.

Just a second ago, she had been as fragile as a flower, looking so pitiful, yet now she was revealing her true nature.

Luna was truly remarkable. Even a master of the art of feigning innocence would be impressed by her performance.

While going downstairs, I could no longer hold back the flood of grievance welling up inside me and gave in to my urge to cry.

Feeling a sharp sting in my palm, I then noticed that due to my overly agitated emotions just now, I had clenched my fists so tightly that my fingernails had dug into my palm and drawn blood.

In a daze, I walked back to the dormitory. When my roommates saw how dejected and distracted I looked, they all came up to me and inquired about what had happened.

I didn't disclose to them what Luna had done because I was aware that she had always been on good terms with the others in the dormitory. She managed to win everyone over so effortlessly that even I had trusted her wholeheartedly before today.

Perhaps she simply had an uncanny ability to win people's hearts with ease.

Otherwise, how could Zachary, who had been in a relationship with me for two years, turn his back on me within just two months?

Came to think of it, Zachary and Luna only got to know each other because of me.

Zachary was my high school alumnus. When I initially set foot on the campus of this university, everything around me felt so unfamiliar that I was practically a stranger here and didn't know a single soul. It wasn't until I joined a club that I happened to come across Zachary.

Upon learning that we were high school classmates, I naturally developed a sense of reliance on him, and he showed special concern for me as well.

Gradually, as we spent more time together and grew closer, we eventually established a romantic relationship.

Over the past two years, our relationship had been quite solid, despite the occasional arguments that we always managed to smooth over without ever considering breaking up.

I thought that if things continued like this, our relationship would remain stable for the future.