FREYA POV
It took nearly an hour to get Luna to settle down. She was buzzing with a kind of restless energy that only a child can carry after a day of pure, uncomplicated fun. She insisted on giving me every single detail of her afternoon at the park—the exact height she reached on the swings, the color of the butterfly that landed near her shoes, and the taste of the strawberry ice cream Diana had bought for her. I sat on the edge of her bed, nodding and smiling, forcing myself to be present in her world of bright colors and simple joys while my own mind was stuck somewhere else.
In the middle of her excitement, she paused and looked at me with wide, innocent eyes.
"Daddy once said I can't climb the big rope ladder alone, but I did today, Mommy," she said, her voice filled with a simpl
