Luna’s POV
As he promised, Ashton is back at the house by eleven am. He’s acting a little off with me though, as if he doesn't want to be around me. The familiar knot of worry tightens in my chest as I prepare to leave, that feeling that I’ve done something wrong again. He doesn’t say anything to me about an issue, and I don’t know how to bring it up with him. So, I’m now sitting in my car outside the house, wondering whether I should leave at all.
Is that why he’s upset? Because I asked for some time off today? I’ve only been here for a week or so, and I am supposed to be helping him with everything he needs, that's what Trevor told me to do . . . maybe I’ve caused an issue asking to leave . . .
I blow out a heavy breath, glancing toward my purse that rests in the passenger seat beside
