Ashton’s POV
I lie in bed after a fitful night’s sleep, staring at the shadows that dance across the ceiling of my room. My mind refuses to calm, playing the previous day over on a loop in my head. I enjoyed myself . . . something that, sadly, rarely happens in my life anymore. I obviously enjoy my time with Beth, but it’s been a long time since I found genuine joy in the activities we do. Something about Luna’s awe over things that Beth and I have seen a million times before just brought the whole experience to life, like I was seeing it all for the first time through her eyes. I realised that I enjoyed having Luna with us, and so did my daughter, her hand stayed pretty much firmly attached to the older woman’s, a different type of excitement filling my little girl as she pulled Luna fro
