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.

a tight deadline. I’ve been working nonstop. It’s not that I don’t want to cook for you, but I can’t make the trip

the past, Sarah would have dropped

making his favorite meal or helping him with something trivial, she had always put him and Arnold at

those days, too, were

“You’re my mom, and you’re supposed to take care

his phone onto the

to call back, apologize, and rush home to make his favorite

was how it

silence stretched, and no familiar ringtone interrupted his

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at her workspace, Sarah felt a dull ache

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

attention.

a message

the original drafts? I’m

through her calendar.

she was

typed

should have everything ready in the next few days. Let me confirm the timeline

was

We’re counting on you. Things are

a discussion about the company’s development plans, diving deep into design specifics and upcoming

mind became engrossed in the conversation, and the tension of deadlines overshadowed

paced the living room,

the empty