Arthur's POV
I stood outside Luna’s house as the early morning air brushed against my skin. I took in deep breaths walking in. Today was the day of the punishment, I didn't know how long I would be out, I needed to make sure Ava was okay before I left.
I had asked Amelia to help Ava move to Luna's house and place her under twenty-four security.
I walked to her room calmly when I finally got to her room, I froze midway unsure whether to knock, suddenly the door creaked.
Ava froze, staring at like she had seen a ghost.
“Ava,” I said softly as I stepped inside. “How are you feeling?”
She shrugged, brushing her hair away from her face, forcing a smile but not big enough to cover the anxiety in her. “I’m okay, Arthur. Just… tired. I need some rest.”
I nodded. “Can I come in?” I asked. She nodded, moving aside.
As soon as I got inside I turned to her, pulling her into a hug. “I'm sorry for shouting at you yesterday.”
She chuckled. “That's alright, I shouldn't have gone there.”
“I will
