“Tara’s just visiting, Vietili,” Saltusa says with a smile as she points me to a couch. “My man had a lot to say about her these past few days.”

“I see.” Vietili nods before smiling at me. “I hope we get along as well, Tara.”

I still maintain my frown and my gaze on her, refusing to give her a response.

When I notice that Christopher and Saltusa had paused to look at me, I snap out of my stifling space.

“Oh, right. I hope we do. I’m sorry, I’m kind of distracted with ...