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She sent the message without hesitation, then immediately turned off her thone

The silence that followed was almost suffocating, but she forced herself to focus on her work, the had no

intention of playing whatever gArnold was trying to start.

It was nearly an hour later when she finally turned her phone back on, and the moment the did, aute message

popped up.

*“Are you home?*“*

It was only three words, but to Sarah, it said far more than that

Arnold never liked being ignored. If she didn’t reply, he wouldn't hesitate to cover

Before she could decide whether or not to respond, her mindlink suddenly buzzed.

*“Mommy, why aren’t you back yet?+*

Sarah straightened slightly. It was Alex.

*“Dad said you'd be back tomorrow for the school’s parent-child activity, but it’s already after 9:00 p. and you're

still not home..."*

There was a quiet expectation in his words, a fragile hope that she could almost hear wavering

She closed her eyes slightly, still softened, **Mom’s not going back. Tomorrow, I'll go straight to your school.“*

For a moment, there was no reply. Then-

*“Oh... okay."*

She could sense the disappointment, the slight dip in his mood even through the mind-link.

*“You should get an early night,” she reminded gently.

*“Got it."*

The link went silent after that, leaving Sarah staring at the message for a long moment before finally setting the

phone aside.

She had no regrets about her decision, but a faint pang lingered in her chest.

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The next morning, Sarah arrived at Alex’s school right on time. The second he spotted her, his seal fore lit up

with unfiltered joy,

“Mom!”

Without hesitation, Alex broke into a run and leaped into her arms. She caught him eadly, her arms wrapping

around his small frame,

She smelled the morning sun and the faint scent of cedar on Arnold-a reminder that no matter how much she

tried to distance herself, sthings were still inevitably intertwined

“Aunt Sarah, you're here too!”

A cheerful voice piped up beside them. Brian, one of Alexs classmates, grinned as he bounded over.

Sarah returned his enthusiasm with a small smile. “Of course. | wouldn't miss it.”

From her afterglow, she saw Brian's mother’s curious gaze glance between her and Arnold with obvious

surprise.

As a neighbor, she knew something about Sarah.

The rumors of Sarah’s marriage had never been flattering. Most people assumed it was a failed, unwanted

arrangement. But realizing that her supposed husband was *Alpha Arnold*? That was a

revelation she clearly hadn't been expecting.

Sarah, however, had long since stopped concerning herself with what people thought. She made no effort

to explain, and the woman seemed to pick up on that, choosing not to pry.

Soon, the event began, and parents were called to the stage with their children to participate in various

games.

Alex immediately tugged Arnold forward. “Con, Dad!”

Sarah stayed back, watching their belongings while the games unfolded before her.

From her seat, she could see everything-the way Arnold and Alex moved seamlessly together, the way

their coordination put them ahead in nearly every competition.

Sarah sat quietly, observing the other families around her.

Mothers and fathers cheered for their partners, clapping excitedly when their children succeeded, groaning in

playful frustration when they fumbled.

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They looked together.”

They looked “whole.”

And then there was her-alone in the crowd, smiling at Alex's victories but never quite part of the picture.

She knew what the other parents were thinking.

This was a semi-private school. It was common knowledge that Alpha Arnold had a son. But the woman usually

seen with him wasn’t “her.”

At first, there had been whispers, speculation. But now, seeing her sitting apart, detached, most had

drawn their own conclusions.

*Maybe she’s just a secretary,” they likely thought. *Someone responsible for recording videos and taking care of

logistics.*

Sarah didn’t mind.

If she had cared about titles, about names, she wouldn't have married Arnold in the first place.

The hardest parts of her life had already passed.

This? This was nothing.

She knew she was only here today because Linda wasn’t available. That alone spoke volumes.

When the games started, Sarah cheered them up, crossing her legs as she settled into her seat, her posture

relaxed but her gaze sharp.

She watched as Arnold and Alex moved onto the field, their coordination seamless, their movements

mirroring each other like two parts of a well-oiled machine.

Arnold, as expected, dominated the physical challenges.

Whether it was the relay race, the obstacle course, or the tug-of-war, he executed every task with calculated

efficiency. His muscles flexed effortlessly beneath his fitted shirt, his strides powerful, his reactions razor-sharp.

The other fathers struggled to keep up, panting and laughing, while Arnold remained composed, a slight smirk

tugging at his lips whenever Alex cheered in excitement.

Alex, for his part, was no less impressive.

Though smaller and less experienced, he had inherited Arnold's athleticism. He sprinted across the field

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with boundless energy, his eyes gleaming with determination, his small hands gripping the rope fightly during

the tug-of-war, refusing to let go even when his feet slipped slightly.

Sarah watched them, her fingers idly toying with the hem of her sleeve.

The sight before her was undeniably striking-a picture of father and son working in perfect harmony. But at the

stime, it only served as a reminder of how separate she was from them.

After the games, Arnold and Alex returned, both flushed from exertion.

“Did you get the video?” Alex asked eagerly, peering at her phone.

Sarah nodded, already transferring the footage. “I sent it to our group chat. You can watch it on your

tablet later.”

Alex beamed. “Thanks, Mom!”

He clutched the two championship trophies he had won, grinning with pride. After a moment, he turned

to Arnold.

“Dad, take a picture of me!”

Arnold obliged, snapping a few shots of Alex holding up his trophies triumphantly.

Once the shot was taken, Alex couldn’t wait to hug his phone and type the picture he had just sent to

Linda.

Sarah didn’t say anything, just silently averted her eyes.

She glanced at the clock, it was tto leave. She had taken the day off to get this day, and there was still work

waiting for her at the studio.

Just as she was about to leave, Alex suddenly tugged on her sleeve.

“Mom, what are we having for lunch today? Barbecue or seafood?”

Sarah hesitated.

She hadn’t expected to be included in the plans.

Before she could respond, Alex turned to Arnold. “Dad, what do you want to eat?”

Arnold didn’t answer right away. Instead, he looked at her.

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