Ziana’s POV
As I make my way to the orphanage some people wave, while others bow slightly. Word must have gotten out that I am their Luna. My lip curls at the thought.
“Stop it. It is a beautiful day. You should be enjoying that.” I mumble to myself then look around to make sure nobody heard or saw me. I see an older couple looking at me questioningly and I curse to myself.
I smile and awkwardly wave to them. They smile, wave and then rush off, not making eye contact with me. I huff then turn right, to go on the path to the orphanage.
I have been doing good about pushing all the negative thoughts from my head. It’s very difficult to do recently with everything that has been going on.
I shake my head and continue the path, admiring all of the architecture surrounding me. I take a d
