I hate when you go out i'm afraid you'll never come back.
The thought of losing her father terrified Luna. She had lost her mother when she was young and she still felt the aching loss, like it had just happened. So whenever her father went out she became nervous.
"I'm going out Darling" Xenophilius called to his daughter as he pulled on his coat.
"When will you be back?" Her voice held an edge of panic.
"Expect me back for tea" He called back. Luna sighed, they always had tea at half past seven.
"Have fun daddy" She called as he walked out the door. He sent a wave over his shoulder and went on his way. Luna made herself busy and before she knew it, it was seven. She started cooking and as she set everything going she checked the time. Half past. Luna wrung her hands.
When everything had finished cooking it was closer to eight. Luna started pacing about the room. She was sure he would show up soon. Nearly ten and there was no sign of him. Luna's hand were balled that tightly into fists that her fingernails had made half moon impressions in her palms. At 11:20 Luna was panicked and near hyper-ventilation. Her father turned up rather ... merry with a woman on his arm. Luna could have hit him so hard.
"Darling ! My wonderful little Wrackspurt meet your knew Mummy to be!" He grinned like an idiot. Luna ran away as fast as her legs could carry her and slammed the door to her room. She jumped on the bed and sobbed into her pillow. All that time she'd been worried about him and he'd been trying to replace her mother.
"Don't worry she'll warm you. She just never really got over her mother passing"