Raven could feel his frustration growing. Jezton's constant staring at Azzmi was starting to get on his nerves.

“I didn’t say you weren’t taking care of her,” Jezton said, letting out a nervous chuckle.

“Then what did you mean by that?” Raven raised his chin, his forehead creasing with irritation.

“I was just saying that she deserves the best.”

“And I’m giving her the best,” Raven replied, his voice tight.

“Obviously, that’s why she’s so happy. I’m sorry if I ...