ARYA

Something changed after our encounter with Theron. Daxton’s night terrors worsened and paranoia set in. He constantly gave off the aura of a haunted man, even now as I watched him type on his PC in his study. We hadn’t spoken much since that night. But he was constantly asking me to be around him as though he was afraid that I would vanish into thin air if I wasn’t. He was probably not thinking about the fact that the power of the moonstone had become volatile. And perhaps if I ...