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

Chapter 48

Cody rubbed his temples, muttering under his breath, “What is going on here? She’s not even pretending to care anymore

But Sarah paid no attention to Cody’s disbelief.

Once Megan understood the process, Sarah excused herself, leaving the office without so much as a backward glance,

At home, Sarah immersed herself in her work, sketching designs at her drafting table.

The lines of her pencil flowed across the paper, creating intricate patterns and shapes.

Her mind was focused and clear, a rare and precious state she cherished.

Then her phone buzzed, pulling her attention away.

She picked it up and saw Alex’s name flashing on the screen.

With a sigh, she answered.

“Hello?”

“Mom,” Alex said, his tone direct, “can you come home and cook dinner for me?”

Sarah’s pencil paused mid–stroke. “Alex,” she said carefully, “I’m in the middle of something important. I can’t drop everything and come over right now. Maybe another time.”

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line, followed by Alex’s indignant reply.

“What? You’re too busy to cook for me? Mom, come on. I’m hungry, and I want your cooking.”

Sarah exhaled slowly, pinching the bridge of her nose.

cook for you, but I

have dropped everything

or helping him with something trivial, she had always put him and Arnold at

too,

to this version of his mother. “I don’t care if you’re busy,” he said stubbornly. “You’re my mom, and you’re supposed to take care of me. If you don’t cook,

slammed his phone onto the table,

Mommy doing this?” he muttered to himself. He expected Sarah to call back, apologize, and

how it

stretched, and no familiar ringtone interrupted his

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her workspace, Sarah felt a dull

her forehead, trying to soothe the growing headache, but the sharp ding of a notification on

attention.

message

the original drafts? I’m drowning here without

scrolling through

and she was already pushing herself

quickly typed

few days. Let me confirm the

response was Instant.

you. Things are chaotic

company’s development plans, diving deep into design specifics and

became engrossed in the conversation, and the tension of

at home, Alex paced the living

half to himself and half to the empty room. “She *has* to come.