Cora’s pov:
“You have to be bold! You can’t get what you want by being timid Cora!” Gwen scolded me, she kept her voice low to avoid being heard by Creed of course. “Besides you have an advantage here, Creed likes you…”
I pressed my lips together, but i didn’t argue that with her. It took time, but I had gotten to the point where I realised that Creed truly didn’t have any evil intentions towards me, if he did I’m sure he’d have carried them out by now, but it felt like a bit of a stretch to say that he liked me. Pitied me maybe, when we first met I had busted kneecaps and I was covered in grime, I was the perfect image of someone you’d look at with pity.
Maybe somewhere in his frozen heart, he felt pity, maybe even lust judging by the way he acted, but like? In a romantic way especial
