Davies' POV

Her curiosity has begun to terrify me.

If only she hadn't seen the journal, I wouldn't be here, thinking of the perfect tale to tell her that would make her less terrified.

Feeling frustrated, I turned my back on her, heading towards the table when she grabbed my arm, causing me to halt.

“Aren't you going to answer my questions?” She yelled, her eyes almost popping out of her eyelids.

The fear in them couldn't be missed.

“Everything will be fine.” I said, flashing her a reassuring smile to calm her down but her expression remained the same.

“Please Davies, I want to know everything.” She stressed her...