After Azzmi’s question, Raven immediately felt stupid for asking. He looked away, clearing his throat. “If you don’t want to tell me, just go.”

She sighed, then came back to him and sat on the couch across from him. She placed her handbag on the other seat, leaned back, and crossed her legs. For a few seconds, she touched the sides of her neck with her eyes closed. Raven didn’t know why she was doing it, but it reminded him of yesterday and everything that had happened when they stood ...