Cora’s pov.
As much as I’d wished Creed would let me stay in his room with him last night, he didn’t.
After I healed him, I helped him out of the bathtub and helped him dry himself up - while, of course, swaying on my feet a little - I think that was what prompted Creed to send me to my room a lot earlier.
I helped him get into bed, though he was healed, his body was still weak from the blast and the moment his head hit his pillow he was out.
I snuck out of his room after making sure that he was alright and comfortable, then I spent a few hours just staring at the ceiling fretting over my captor.
At least, I tried to think of him as my captor. But people don’t usually care if their captors live or die do they? I probably should be more hopeful that Creed doesn’t wake up tomorrow
