Ashley's POV
After returning to my room, I couldn't calm down no matter how hard I tried. It wasn't until late into the night that I finally drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, sunlight slipped through the gap in the heavy curtains, stabbing into my eyes. I dragged myself out of bed, my head pounding like crazy. Just as I was groaning and rubbing my temples, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. The screen lit up with the name of the orphanage director.
"Good morning, Luna," the director greeted, her excitement practically spilling out through the phone. "Sorry to disturb you so early. We're planning a big birthday party for all the kids. I've already emailed you the detailed event plan along with the budget. I hope you can approve it."
"No problem." I forced myself to sound
