ARTEMISIA
“What is going on with you? I mean, you have been moody all morning.”
I stared at Sin as his back hunched over. Likewise, I thought he was fine after the meeting, but he had gone back to his usual self, and I don't know if I should feel scared of the constant change in his attitude or not.
I was now aware the moon contributed to part of it. Yet it was as if it was only Sin that was affected the most. Because he was the only one exhibiting the characteristics of what they had listed, the lost moon contributed to.
“I'm fine.” He grunted, then stood abruptly from where he sat.
I grasped his hand as he attempted to move past me.
I felt his hands clenched, and his shoulders tensed up, his eyes travelled to my face, and I could see the agony in them.
“You need to tell me, Sin. Y
