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 minor injuries compared to the

her finger, a small

bear print on the

first–aid

was always full of energy and curiosity, forever scraping

22:24

Farewell, Half A

16.9%

bandaging his wounds, soothing his

And yet, he

he would only remember

gentler,” Alex would whimper, favoring the woman

wounds properly, leading to infections that left Sarah rushing him to

only saw Alex’s tears and blamed her for

that matters now,* Sarah thought, her

Sarah left the restroom, her steps firm. She reached the elevator

doors.

was jolted aside when a group of staff members suddenly pushed past her.

them barked. “Our future Luna is

but she stepped aside as the employees

to her. She’s the only daughter of the Snow Moon Pack’s Alpha. So elegant, so

“She really is

off as his gaze fell on Sarah, his brow furrowing as he studied

his observation, the elevator doors opened with a

out, her beauty drawing every eye

she glided past,

unwilling to draw attention. Yet one staff

a little more! Don’t get too close to Ms.

noticed Sarah then. Their eyes met, and for a fleeting moment, Linda’s confident mask faltered.

She had no energy

corridor, one of the

like the Moon Goddess

Her silence only deepened the curiosity of the man who had

thoughtfully, “you look a bit like her.

but kept her expression neutral. *If only you

wasn’t just a passing shadow in Sarah’s life. She was her sister by blood, the illegitimate

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255