Perfect on Paper

by Sophie Gonzales

Well, excuse me for not being well versed on mansion politics before speaking, ever-so-sorry about that.

Amazingly, I did not murder him.

“Don’t blame me! I’m not the one who murdered Cupid!”

His weird little bastard accent had already been growing on me, but now that I was aware of its history, even more so. And maybe the same could even be said for him.

“Regret getting in a car with me now?” “Now you mention it, I might just shoot my GPS location across to Finn.” “He won’t make it in time to save you,” I said in a low, gravelly voice. “You’re a massive creep, Phillips.”

“I’m perfectly serious, Phillips, if you kill us I’m going to kill you.”

can kidnap him and force secrets out of him.” “Just casually.” “Right.”

You don’t have to rely on just yourself anymore.”