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

Chapter 161

Chapter 161

For a moment, she hesitated. Then, she answered.

"Sarah." His voice was as steady as always, deep and composed. "I ordered some fireworks a while ago. Abby mentioned she wanted you to have some."

Sarah instinctively began to refuse. "That's not necessary-"

"It was Abby's request," Cole interrupted smoothly, leaving no room for argument.

A brief silence stretched between them before Sarah sighed, conceding. "Fine. Where do I pick them up?"

"I had them delivered," he said simply. "You'll see when you get there."

Later That Afternoon;

Just past 2:00 p.m., Sarah pulled into the designated location, expecting to pick up the fireworks Cole had arranged to be sent.

But when she stepped out of the car, she didn't find a delivery truck or a stack of neatly packed boxes waiting for her.

Instead, she found **Cole himself** standing there.

She stopped in her tracks.

Cole was dressed in a dark, tailored coat, his stance as composed as ever. The winter breeze toyed with the strands of his dark hair, but he remained unmoved, his gaze resting on her the moment she arrived.

Sarah's brows lifted slightly. "I thought you said they'd be delivered."

just slightly.

"You just happen to be

in his tone didn't quite hide

her weight slightly.

"I know."

said it-so effortlessly, yet firm enough that she knew he wasn't here on a

stretched between them, thick with

Cole motioned toward the neatly packed boxes nearby. "Want me to help load

for a second

Cole had mentioned over the phone, but when she opened the trunk of her car, what she saw

neatly packed New Year's

of traditional sweets, festive decorations, and small handcrafted trinkets meant

she turned to Cole, a question already forming in

shaking her head. "I can't accept

his tone

the mention of Abby, Sarah hesitated. If it had just been from Cole, she

Abby-had personally prepared these? That made

a brief pause, she exhaled and turned back to her car. "Then let me at least give her something in

placed in the backseat,

and a craft

over the neatly

was a small, hand-knitted

up, running his fingers lightly over

was a hint

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