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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