From that moment on Jewel found herself drifting further and further away from life, only to be drawn back when Dalton was near. She could literally feel him when he came close to her without him ever speaking. A sense of security and peace would rush over her, and she felt as though, at that moment, nothing could touch her, nothing could hurt her, not ever again. But though it felt safe and secure to have him near, it felt equally panic-inducing when he left her. It was during these times that she tried to draw on the facts that she knew. She had deduced that her state was induced by the horror and pain that she had endured at the hands and mouth of Lorelle, the twisted fae woman who had been under the control of an evil spirit. It made perfect sense. Okay, so, a team of psychiatric profe
