"What’s wrong?" Anfey asked Suzanna.
"Nothing," Suzanna said. "It’s too chaotic. I thought it would be a good idea to follow you." Suzanna pursed her lips and glanced at Alice’s house. "What did you two talk about?"
"Nothing much," Anfey said, taking Suzanna’s hand in his. "Let’s go take a walk."
"You sure took a long time to talk about nothing," Suzanna said. She did not jerk her hand away the way she would before they were married.
Anfey shrugged. "She’s a tough one," he said. "She’s cunning. More than me, even. She’s hard to deal with." Anfey paused and grinned. "Suzanna, you’re not jealous, are you?"
"No," Suzanna said. She smiled softly.
Suzanna knew that jealousy means nothing. She couldn’t control how another person feels. If Anfey was like her father Darius, he would find ways to cheat even if she stayed with him all day long. She knew Anfey and she trusted him. She knew that monitoring his movements would affect their relationship.
