Anne sighed as she turned around to see where Zahra’s focus went. Without a surprise, it was on Asher who stood in the garden a few steps away. 

“Stop staring,” Zahra whispered, “people will start noticing,” she added with yet another sigh.

“Notice what?” Zahra snorted. She took another sip of her champagne flute. “That I am looking at my husband?” She asked with a hint of amusement.

Anne arched a brow. “He is your husband now?” She asked surprised. 

She knew that Asher and Zahra grew closer over the weeks. Summer left and fall settled. Zahra surprised them by hosting a formal dinner in the domain. 

Asher invited business...