Yesterday, Blake wouldn't even let Cornelia mention Terra's name, but today, he laid out the entire manual on how to become Terra.
From her family background, personality, and social circle to the schools she attended, everything except her connection to Blake. Now learning to keep her mouth shut, Cornelia resisted the urge to ask about it, opting to start with something easier.
"Can you cook?" Blake asked, leading her to the kitchen.
"I can only make sandwiches."
Blake turned on the kitchen's screen display, where a list of gourmet recipes appeared. "You'll learn to cook five dishes a day over the next three days. These are all Terra's specialties."
"Are you telling me that the daughter of a former Homeland Security Deputy Secretary loves to cook?"
"Well, can you learn five foreign
