Chapter 21 - Cora
As Cora stood outside the gallery's entrance wearing her mask, she saw Gage approach with his own mask in one hand and a leather bag in the other. He noticed her outfit and smiled wolfishly.
“Hey, that dress looks mighty familiar,” he chuckled. “Except we're gonna have a much nicer time tonight, ain't we? You ain't gonna be yelling at me and running for the door. Not if you know what's good for you, at least.”
Cora nodded. She was so nervous at the prospect of more “play” with Gage—especially in public—that it felt like ants were crawling around in her veins. She took several deep breaths, trying to tell herself that she should be less frightened this time around.
Unlike their first session, they'd be surrounded by witnesses, ensuring that Gage wouldn't decide he was
