Ashton’s POV
Coach is giving us our last minute pep talk, but I’m barely listening. My mind remains anchored to my daughter and the unassuming woman that I just handed her over to. A cold spike of anxiety prickles at me; nervousness over leaving Beth with her, I don’t even know her!
Beth seemed to gravitate toward her instantly though. To most people, that wouldn’t seem odd; my daughter maintains an open, welcoming attitude to everyone. But I know my baby better than anyone. While she is accepting of new friends, she’s is always assessing them, reticent until she’s sure they are who she thinks they are. She never takes a stranger’s hand without at least checking with me first, even if I’m the one to introduce them, so to take Luna’s hand like she did, surprised me.
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