Of all the things her father-in-law could have said at this dinner, Azzmi didn’t expect it to be about grandchildren. Now, Raven has just choked on his drink while sitting next to her.

Quickly, she takes the glass from him as he coughs, rubbing his chest. She’s not sure if this will help, but she’s genuinely concerned.

“I’m fine,” Raven says, gently placing his hand over hers.

“Are you sure?” Her voice is full of concern.

He smiles at her, coughing again. “Don’t worry. I was ...