Selina approached Raven and greeted him, but he seemed irritated even though he answered calmly.
Raven slipped the key into the lock and opened the door. They stepped inside in silence.
“Maya loves those pastries. I hung out with Oliver too, the baby. He’s so cute, and the food was amazing,” Selina said, trying to lighten the mood.
“Good,” Raven replied flatly, taking off his coat and tossing it on the sofa.
“How was dinner with your friend? Fun?” Selina asked, nervously fiddling with the edge of her shirt.
Raven just shrugged and took off his watch. “It was okay,” he said shortly.
Selina stared at him, confused. Why wasn’t he talking like usual? He didn’t even look at her while answering. Did he think the conversation was boring?
“You know, Leon gave me this weird advice at dinner.
