Athena POV
Timothy has cleaned himself up in the communal bathroom of the orphanage, and we are now making our way back outside where luna Grace and the children have gathered. All these years, I thought I had it rough. But this little boy has been dealt an even shittier hand.
The only person he could count on, his mother, took her own life. And then he got thrust into the orphanage, all alone and with nobody to rely on. At least I had my mother.
His communal room with the other children was somber as s**t, he barely had any spare clothes to use. I made a mental note to check the state of the orphanage in red runner. Although I’m pretty sure it’s way better, no child should have to live like this.
“Athena!”. Luna Grace calls out my name from across the field. I can see the hurt expre
