ASHLEY'S POV
It's the middle of the night and I'm crying. My whole room is trashed. I tore everything up in a rage, and I'm on my knees at the middle of the wreckage. I think my right hand is bleeding, from some shattered glass I grabbed, but I don't even feel the pain.
The mental turmoil I'm going through is enough to mask any physical pain.
I can't believe this is happening to me.
I can't believe Ron could do this to me.
After I devoted my entire life to being his sidekick. After I gave him my body, and stood by his side through thick and thin. After I helped him with everything he ever asked of me, he humiliates me like this?
First, he makes me his Luna but doesn't allow me into his house? He gives me this lame-ass two rooms in another building in the pretext that his Luna deserve
