“I don’t think you’re focusing, Mrs. Jackson,” John said with a dark face, displeasure written all over his face.

Hazel looked up at him wanting to agree to his words because her mind wasn’t in the training at all but at the night, tonight, her proper night with her husband.

“Can’t we do this tomorrow?” Hazel looked at him hesitantly but his dark face remained the same and she helplessly continued her training trying her best to not get distracted from tonight's event.

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“Do you need anything, Ma’am?” Miss Luna asked Hazel gently and Hazel shrugged, she had been standing and staring at the blank space for a while,...