Alex
I had gotten some great shots of Chasity while she had been dancing with Calix. She actually looked relaxed and happy in all the pictures tonight. I wanted her to feel at home here. I wanted her to be comfortable, to feel safe, loved, cherished. I found myself heading up the stairs to her tiny makeshift room. I went in and sat on her cot. I sighed. Ever since Chasity moved to her downstairs bedroom, I would sometimes go to her old room to think. I wanted to go back to the past so badly and right so many wrongs. The guilt got to me at times. I was the eldest. If Chasity did not become our Luna, I would consider that a failure on my part. She had every right to hate me for the way I had treated her. Every good thing I had done for her had been in secret and every mean-spirited thing ha
