Crippled Luna's Farewell: Half A Life Without My Alpha's Deadly Deception

Chapter 44

“I don’t owe you an explanation. Cole,” she said. her tone calm but sharp. “And frankly, I’m done pretending to care about what you or any of Arnold’s friends think of me. You’ve made your opinions perfectly clear over the years.”

Cole blinked, clearly taken aback by her boldness. “What’s gotten into you?” he muttered, his usual confidence faltering.

“Nothing has gotten into me.” Sarah said, her voice unwavering. “I’ve simply realized that I don’t need to tolerate your condescension anymore. For years. I put up with your sneers and your judgment, thinking it was easier to keep the peace. But now? I don’t have to. I’m done bending over backward for people who only see what they want to see.”

Cole’s mouth opened as if to retort, but no words came out.

He wasn’t used to this side of Sarah, the woman who had always seemed so quiet, so docile, was now standing her ground with a calm yet fiery determination.

“You think you know everything.” Sarah continued, taking a step closer. “You’ve made up your mind about me without ever bothering to know me. And honestly? That says more about you than it does about me.”

For a moment, Cole was silent, his smirk replaced by something resembling surprise.

Then, almost grudgingly, he said, “Well, look at you. Didn’t think you had it in you.”

Sarah’s lips curved into a faint smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes.

“People change, Cole. Maybe you should try it sometime.”

Without waiting for a response, she turned and walked away, her steps steady and deliberate.

Cole watched Sarah walk away, his jaw clenched tightly.

a simmering anger stirred in

his mind replaying the sharp

quietly taking the subtle jabs

him was as infuriating as it

call her back and put her in her place, but before he could speak, her phone buzzed. Sarah paused, glanced at the screen, and stepped aside to

yet distant, as though their encounter had barely fazed her.

retreat further away, her attention now completely diverted to whoever was on the other end

the line.

his fingers,

to the person on

the other end, Harrison’s voice

thinking we could grab a late–night snack. I know this great little place

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on her phone and hesitated for a

a sour taste in her mouth, and she didn’t feel like being alone

endless chatter, might be

softening “Where should I meet you?*

forting down the address, she hung up and walked toward the restaurant, shaking

its warm lighting and rustic decor offering a