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No, I need to wait this out.
Chapter Seventeen
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Cora
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I’m so confused andthe dark feeling in my stomach keeps growing.I need time to figure out what is happening.So I shake my head and murmur no.
“Good,” Sinclair says.“If you need anything, let Henry know.”
They leave in a hurry, but not before each of them kisses me goodbye.They really kiss me, leaving me dazed and perplexed.
I don’t know what’s happening but it’s not good.Should I leave?But there’s still one night of my sentence to get through.If do leave will I jeopardize everything?
No, I need to wait this out.
How is this my life?But before I sink into some existential crisis, I tell myself how grateful I should be.I’m honoring my mom’s dying wish.Nothing else matters.Not even me.
It’s seems to take me forever to give myself a tour of the place.This entire penthouse and everything in it must be worth about a few hundred million dollars.I can’t imagine living like this every day.Some people just have different lives.
I search for room that Flinn left my bag in and decide to take a shower.I change into another pair of jeans, a sweater—because the temperature inside is perfect—and a pair of socks, foregoing my boots for now.Then I spend an inordinate amount of time looking out onto the city.
The sound of intercom buzzing rips me from my thoughts.It’s Henry, whom I met moments ago, bringing me food I didn’t order.
“Hello again, Ms.Anderson.”
“Please, call me Cora,” I insist.
“Of course, Ms.Cora,” he says, smiling.“On the masters' instruction, I brought you some lunch.I took the liberty of choosing a burger and fries, a pizza, and a lime milkshake.I also brought an array of snacks.I hope one of them is your favorite.”
“Thank you, Henry.”I want to hug him, but I restrain myself.“I’m so sorry I don’t have any money on me,” I say, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.Was that even the right thing to say?
“Not at all.The masters will hear nothing of it.But I do appreciate the thought.I’m here to serve you, Ms.Cora.Please let me know if you need anything else.I’m just a phone call away.Plus, I have permission from the masters to get you whatever you like, from anywhere in the world.So if you’d like a pastry from France, sushi from Japan, tapas from Spain or a curry from India, I’ll be happy to hop on the jet and get it for you.”
