Chapter 125: Face to Face with Maya Again

Max’s POV The night stretched into the early hours, and I couldn’t fall into a slumber. Getting up, I decided to fetch a fresh glass of water and check on Jackson. Aurora was fast asleep in the bed with Leo; neither stirred as I got up and pulled on a pair of trousers. As I sat beside Jackson’s bed, I was surprised to see him thrash about in his sleep. His small face was scrunched up in distress, and every so often, he let out a soft whimper or muffled cry. Whatever he was dreaming about was far more vivid than any dream I recalled him having. I reached out to place a reassuring hand on his back. Suddenly, his eyes fluttered open, and I saw panic in them instantly. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he sat upright, clutching his chest like he’d just surfaced from a deep, dark well. His face was pale, sweat beading on his forehead, and his lips trembled as if he struggled to find words. “Are you okay, son?” I stroked his hair and hushed him gently. Then, softly, he spoke, his voice trem