Ashton’s POV
As I stride away from Luna’s door, my confusion deepens at her erratic behaviour. I turn into Beth’s room and find my little girl standing proudly by her bed, clad only in a frayed pair of pyjama bottoms, ones I'm sure I put in the pile to throw away yesterday, but seem to have miraculously made their way back into her room.
‘Look Daddy! I look like you,’ she states, beaming as she puffs out her chest, her hands going to her hips as she poses.
My frown deepens as I tilt my head slightly, my brain still working to process the strange encounter in the hall with the intern and the subsequent refusal to open the door to me.
‘You’re like me baby?’ I mumble distractedly, my gaze drifting around her room.
Beth nods, pointing at her top half, ‘I’m showing off my muscles’ she tell
