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

had watched for years as Sarah poured her heart into this marriage, reaching out time and time again, only to receive indifference in return.

Sarah’s attitude was as clear

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finally spoke, placing her spoon down. “You’re unusually quiet tonight.”

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

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

if he hadn’t heard her.

continued. “She used to care. But now, look at her. You’ve driven her to this.”

took a sip of water, and placed it back

indifference.

silent. His expression was unreadable, but the way he held his fork–a little too tightly–suggested he wasn’t as unaffected as he wanted to

a sigh

Sarah refused to break the

left to say.

as dinner was winding down, Arnold’s phone vibrated on the table. He glanced at the

voice was curt. “what

expression shifted ever so slightly. “Alright,

to ask.

It was Linda.

as Arnold stood up, grabbing his jacket. “Something came up,”

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

hesitated for a second, then

scrambled out of his chair.

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

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of hesitation on Alex’s face. He