Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Sarah wanted to say it aloud: *I don’t want to be this Luna anymore.*

In truth, even without today’s humiliation, she had been ready to leave long ago.

But what would be the point of saying it now? Arnold had never cared for her words, never listened to her explanations.

To him, her voice had always been white noise, easily dismissed.

Her burnt fingers betrayed her resolve, and the tray slipped from her trembling hands. The delicate cups shattered against the floor, the silver liquid pooling like spilled tears across the tiles.

Arnold’s expression darkened as his gaze bore into her. “Are you losing your temper with me?” he demanded, his voice sharp

with irritation.

Before Sarah could respond, Linda, ever the picture of composure, stepped forward with a saccharine smile.

“Now, now, dear,” she cooed, placing a calming hand on Arnold’s arm. “I’m sure she didn’t mean it. Don’t be angry…”

Sarah’s lips curled into a pale, brittle smile, one that barely concealed the bitterness simmering beneath. Her voice was steady, each word deliberate and clear.

“No, I didn’t mean to lose my temper,” she said, her tone devoid of warmth. “I just don’t think you two deserve the tea I made.”

Arnold’s glare sharpened, but before he could respond, Sarah turned on her heel.

Without waiting for the fallout, she walked to the elevator, ignoring the furious murmurs that followed her.

Inside the restroom, Sarah ran her burned fingers under the cold stream of water.

The sting of the injury was nothing compared to the ache constricting her chest.

She reached into her bag, pulled out a small tube of ointment, and began tending to her wounds with practiced efficiency.

Once, her life had been filled with creative pursuits..studying diplomacy, sketching intricate designs for clothing.

She’d been far from a domestic expert. But marriage had demanded a different version of herself.

To gain Arnold’s approval, and that of his family, she had transformed from a spirited teenager into a dutiful wife, mastering every household chore.

cooking. Yet none of those

at the bandage now wrapped around her finger, a small tear escaped her eye.

childish bear print on the adhesive

carry first–aid

always full of energy

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countless nights bandaging his wounds, soothing

And yet, he

remember her as heavy–handed and

gentler,” Alex would whimper, favoring the woman who offered comfort without substance.

infections that left Sarah rushing him to the hospital in a

He only saw Alex’s tears and blamed her for them. “You’re careless,” he’d snap, berating her

none of that matters now,* Sarah thought, her heart hardening. “I’m leaving them. Both

wounds treated, Sarah left the restroom, her steps firm. She reached the elevator and waited, staring at

doors.

jolted aside when a group of staff

way!” one of them barked. “Our future Luna is coming through!”

but she stepped aside as the

of them said in an excited whisper. “It’s rumored that Alpha is already engaged to her. She’s the only

“She really is gorgeous.

fell on Sarah, his brow furrowing as he studied her

elevator doors

beauty drawing

staff, she glided past, her expression radiant.

further aside, unwilling to draw attention. Yet one

more! Don’t get too close to

fleeting moment, Linda’s confident mask faltered.

nothing. She had no energy left

Linda disappeared down the corridor, one of the staff members sighed dreamily.

It’s like the Moon Goddess herself blessed her. Don’t you think so?”

respond. Her silence only deepened the curiosity of the man who had studied

chin thoughtfully, “you look a bit like her. Are

her expression neutral. *If only you knew, she thought

blood, the illegitimate daughter of Sarah’s father, the Alpha of the Snow

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