Ashton’s POV
I’m physically shaking as I look down at my sweet kitten, watching her fall apart as she pours out her truth to me. She had so much to deal with from an early age, far younger than any child should be for that kind of life. Even as she sits there, her chest heaving, eyes glazed over, I know that the story isn’t over. A s.hitty family doesn’t make you into the person that my Luna is today.
She stares blankly ahead, her knuckles white where she’s clutching her knees to her chest. I want nothing more than to pull her onto my lap, to wrap myself around her until the ghosts of her past can't reach her, but I force myself to stay still. I can’t crowd her... not right now.
‘After the emergency placement, I was taken to a new home,’ Luna whispers, her voice dropping into a flat, ho
