Years Passed…

It was already ten minutes past six, and Azzmi sat alone in the grand suite, the silence stretching around her. She stared at the clock, feeling the weight of the waiting. This was supposed to be the moment she met Raven Bamford, her future husband. But even though she knew a little about him from news articles, in person, he was still a complete stranger.

They had spoken only twice before, both times with their parents around. The first at a corporate event, when they were ...