I dated Caroline. I fucked Caroline. But it was business. Like my relationship with my mother. Like my life. Is it so bad to want something real? “I’m with Rose,” I say sternly. “That’s not going to change.” Her nails rap on the table, frustrated. Katarina Cobalt always gets what she wants, and this is the first time I’ve put on the brakes, unwilling to give in to her requests.
