Behind her, Alistair Wolfe keeps his glacial gaze trained on his girlfriend, ready to catch her if she tries to run off. The tie tucked beneath his dark gray suit matches the exact shade of Cora’s hair, and a distant part of me wonders what it’s like to have someone be so in love with you that they want to carry a piece of you anywhere they go. Even if they’re spending the night plastered to your side.
