The Intimacy Clause

Cora's POV

I stared at the message, feeling heat rise in my cheeks.

He wanted to know if I had read his insane, controlling, micromanaging manifesto calmly.

My fingers flew across the screen.

ANNA: There's no calm way to read that callous paper worm.

The three dots appeared immediately, then disappeared, then appeared again.

ROMAN: Paper worm? That's the best insult you could come up with?

ROMAN: