Tilly Flower looked on in shock from outside the door, almost pushing it open.
Norris Moore's wrist was gripped so tightly by Rufus Swallow that it hurt slightly. She furrowed her brows, trying to break free. When she realized that she couldn't, she looked up at him, "Let go."
"Let's talk this through," Rufus Swallow stared at her, "What does it mean that there's no difference between now and five years ago? What does it mean that I just treat you as a plaything? How exactly have I treated you over these past five years? Tell me clearly."
