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.
embroidery, burns from cooking. Yet none
her finger, a
on the adhesive tugged at her
carry first–aid supplies for her
always full of energy and curiosity, forever
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had spent countless nights bandaging his
And yet, he
he would only remember her as heavy–handed and unkind.
Alex would whimper, favoring the woman who offered comfort without
that left Sarah
side of the story. He only saw Alex’s tears and blamed her for them. “You’re careless,” he’d snap, berating her
now,* Sarah thought, her heart hardening.
restroom, her steps firm.
doors.
a group of staff members suddenly pushed past her.
them barked. “Our future
aside as
engaged to her. She’s the only daughter of the Snow Moon Pack’s Alpha. So elegant, so beautiful..she’s
really is gorgeous.
man’s voice trailed off as his gaze fell on Sarah, his brow furrowing as he
his observation, the elevator doors opened with a
beauty drawing every eye in
she glided past, her expression
further aside, unwilling to draw attention. Yet one staff
little more! Don’t get too close
met, and for a fleeting moment, Linda’s confident mask faltered. She looked away quickly, her
no energy left
one of the
fairy, isn’t she? It’s like the Moon Goddess herself blessed
only deepened the curiosity of the man who had studied
rubbing his chin thoughtfully, “you look a bit
*If only you knew,
wasn’t just a passing shadow in Sarah’s life. She was her sister by blood, the
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