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Logan I had no idea what I was doing, to be honest. I don't even know why I went and asked Cora out on a date. What was I thinking? That suddenly she will go all warm and soft on me? I snorted at the idea. That wasn't happening so easily. She was still trying her very best to hurt me and get back at me in some way or other. Her words earlier literally felt like a knife twisting in my chest. But could I even blame her? She was showing me the mirror, just the hard way. It was her way of demonstrating that she was hurt and angry. Frankly, I preferred her sarcasm infinitely better than the incessant fighting and the scowl she used to reserve for me until a few days back. She wasn't really melting at the sight of me now, but at least there has been a promotion. Now she keeps her face impassi