Luna’s POV
I glance toward the clock beside me, frowning slightly as I consider my options. Is Ashton already on the plane? I don’t know what time the team will be taking off, should I disturb him for something so trivial as a nightmare?
I look back at Beth’s white face, her eyes big and round as she looks back at me, bottom lip trembling between her teeth as she looks like she’s trying not to cry. My throat squeezes as I watch her, trying to be brave, but she’s really scared. I make my decision, reaching for my phone that is still resting on the covers between us and opening the screen.
‘We can try, but he might already be on his flight,’ I tell her carefully, not wanting her to think that she’s wrong for asking but also needing her to understand that we might not be able to get a hold
