Ava’s Point of View
I wake up slowly, blinking at the sharp light before covering my eyes with my arm.
For a second, everything feels normal, then last night comes rushing back.
The dream. Luna sneaking out. The argument we had.
I sigh softly before I take away my arm and stare up at the ceiling.
“Great…”
I mutter, dragging a hand down my face.
I turn my head slightly to see if Luna is awake already.
I see her sitting on her bed already dressed, scrolling through her phone like nothing happened, like she didn’t come back at almost three in the morning looking like she ran through a forest.
“Morning.”
She says casually, not even looking up from her phone.
I stare at her for a second.
“Morning…”
I murmur softly.
There is a short, awkward pause before she finally glances up a
