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

suspicion. "You just

in his tone

her weight slightly. "You

"I know."

was something about the way he said it-so effortlessly, yet

stretched between

boxes nearby. "Want

for a second

receive a few boxes of fireworks, as Cole had mentioned over the phone, but when she opened the trunk of

the fireworks were neatly packed New Year's gifts-wrapped carefully,

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

slightly, pressing her lips together as she turned to Cole, a question already forming in her

is too much," she said, shaking her head.

she could continue, Cole spoke, his tone firm

If it had just been from Cole, she would

personally prepared these?

turned back to her car. "Then let me at least

in the backseat, pulling out a

handed them to Cole-small festive items, sweets, and a craft she had worked on. "These are for Abby. A

gaze flickering over the neatly wrapped presents before something caught

was a small,

picked it up, running his fingers lightly over

a hint of pride

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