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

the bandage now wrapped around her finger, a small tear

bear print on the adhesive tugged at

mother doesn’t carry first–aid supplies for her child?*

full of energy and curiosity, forever scraping

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nights bandaging his

And yet, he

he would only remember her as heavy–handed and

much gentler,” Alex would whimper, favoring the woman who offered

leading to infections that left Sarah rushing him to the

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

matters now,* Sarah thought, her heart hardening. “I’m leaving them. Both of

the restroom, her steps firm. She reached the elevator

doors.

group of

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

aside as the

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

really is gorgeous. Although… doesn’t she look a little like-”

voice trailed off as his gaze fell on Sarah, his brow furrowing as

could voice his observation, the elevator doors

drawing

she glided past, her expression

one staff member, still

Don’t get too close to Ms. Linda..she’s an important

fleeting moment, Linda’s confident mask faltered. She

She had no energy left for confrontations.

corridor, one of the staff members

like the Moon Goddess herself blessed her.

curiosity of the man

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

stiffened but kept her expression neutral. *If only you knew,

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

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