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

Chapter 165

"Aunt Sarah!" Abby squealed, running straight into her arms.

Sarah chuckled and lifted her, spinning her around slightly. "You're going to take off if you keep waving that wand so fast!"

Abby giggled. "Maybe I'll fly like a fairy!"

The warmth in Sarah's chest deepened as she held the little girl close.

Cole stood a few steps away, his expression calm but observant. "I thought you were busy with family plans," he commented.

Sarah hesitated, adjusting Abby in her arms. "Elisa wanted to come here. I just came along to drop her off."

Cole hummed, as if he didn't entirely believe her. "Well, since you're here, why don't you join us?"

Before Sarah could answer, Abby pulled back slightly and pointed toward the sky. "The fireworks are starting!"

A loud boom echoed, followed by an explosion of gold and red across the night sky.

The crowd gasped in awe, and for a moment, Sarah was caught in the magic of it. The colors reflected in Abby's wide, delighted eyes as she clapped her hands together.

"This is the best night ever!" Abby declared.

Sarah felt her tension ease, her lips curving into a genuine smile.

As the festival wound down, Elisa returned to Sarah's side, bidding her friends goodbye.

wasn't too late. "Why are we heading home

shrugged. "Aren't we visiting aunt

her lips before she realized

her mouth shut, eyes darting to

around

body tensed, though outwardly, he

*Jaria Sanitarium...*

well-known a secluded facility on the outskirts of the

long-term mental health patients. It was not the type of place someone would end up in by

Sarah's mother

brewed inside him, but he suppressed them. Instead, he kept his gaze fixed on the night sky, feigning indifference. The fireworks continued to explode in

watched his reaction carefully. But when she saw no change in his expression, no flicker of acknowledgment, she assumed the

*Thank goodness.*

finding out about her mother. And for now,

Abby, ruffling her hair. "It's getting late. I should take

pouted. "Can't you stay a little

at her. "Let her go, Abby.

sighed dramatically but nodded. "Okay... but promise

smiled and

Elisa's hand, bidding Cole and Abby goodnight before

sky a dull gray as if reflecting the somber mood

uncharacteristically quiet, while Alexander focused on driving. Their grandmother sat in the front seat, her hands clasped in her lap. They were on their

the lump in her throat. The building loomed before them-a sterile white structure surrounded