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."

lips quirked, just slightly.

narrowed in mild suspicion. "You just

said smoothly, though the ease in

exhaled, shifting her weight slightly.

"I know."

yet firm enough that she knew he

of silence stretched between them, thick with

toward the neatly packed boxes nearby.

a

the phone, but when she opened the trunk of her car, what she saw caught her

neatly packed New Year's

festive decorations, and small

lips together as she turned to Cole,

too much," she said, shaking her head.

could continue, Cole spoke, his

If it had just been

thoughtful Abby-had personally prepared these? That made

a brief pause, she exhaled and turned back to her

had placed in the backseat, pulling out a

festive items, sweets, and a craft she had worked on. "These are for Abby. A return

without protest, his gaze flickering over the neatly wrapped presents

was a small,

it up, running his fingers lightly over

made it myself." Sarah's voice was casual, but there was a hint of pride in her

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