"How dare Cora treat me like this?"
Then he stopped by the edge of his desk, slamming his hand against it with a loud thud.
"Does she think I'm garbage? Does she think I don't know what I'm doing?"
His voice grew louder now, though no one else was there. "This...this meeting was supposed to be my move. My chance to get close to her again. To finally prove to her that I matter. And now she just cancels it. like it's nothing? Because she found out Mr. B's identity?" He shook his head, laughing bitterly.
"She thinks that's all it takes to end everything? No. No way."
He ran both hands through his hair in frustration, then leaned over the desk, breathing heavily. His eyes locked onto the closed laptop. He hesitated for just a second, then yanked it open and hit the power button.
"If I can't get close to Cora in a time like this…when she actually needs someone… then when?" he asked aloud, almost pleading with himself. "This was the perfect moment. And she just threw it away."
