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

Chapter 113

There was no softness in the way she touched Alex’s hair, no lingering affection in her gaze. She was still a mother, still present–but something within her had closed off.

Charles noticed it too. His eyes darted between them, his lips pressing into a thin line.

This wasn’t the Sarah they knew.

She wasn’t trying to make conversation with Arnold. She wasn’t glancing his way like she used to, hoping for a moment of connection. And she certainly wasn’t trying to mend things with Charles or Cole, who

had once been like family to her.

She was distant.

Almost as if she was already gone.

Charles suddenly felt uneasy.

He had assumed that her coldness was a trick–some kind of strategy to make Arnold chase after her.

But what if it wasn’t?

What if Sarah wasn’t playing a game?

What if she had truly… given up?

For the first time, Arnold felt something he hadn’t expected to feel at all.

A strange, unfamiliar sensation curled in his chest.

It wasn’t anger.

It wasn’t guilt.

It was fear.

quiet except for the soft clinking of cutlery against

between Sarah and Arnold, her brows knitting together in disapproval. She had watched for years as Sarah poured her heart into this marriage, reaching out time and time again, only to receive

in Sarah’s attitude was as clear as day.

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spoke, placing her spoon

look up, simply cutting her meat into small, precise pieces. “Am I?” she asked

had barely spoken throughout the meal. “And you,” she said, her voice carrying a hint of

if he

to speak to you with warmth,” the old lady continued. “She used to

still didn’t react. She lifted her glass, took a sip of water, and placed it back

indifference.

he held his fork–a little too tightly–suggested

sigh and shook her

with unspoken words, but Sarah refused to break the

left to say.

phone vibrated on the table. He glanced at the screen before picking up.

curt.

pause. Then, his expression shifted ever so slightly.

to ask.

It was Linda.

“Something came up,”

could leave, Alex’s fork clattered against his plate. “Dad, wait!

second, then

scrambled out of his chair.

suddenly suggested, “It just so happens that tomorrow is the weekend, why don’t the three of you go back together, and

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hesitation on Alex’s face. He was worried she would come