THEODORE COHEN
I had spilt my secrets. The ones I had hidden deep inside, but when I was with Winter, I couldn't stop myself from telling her. My father was a person I had hidden deep within a long time ago. I loathed that man just as much as I loathed Dimitri. Like father, like son.
"You said you didn't like humans that they were weak and pathetic, then why would you befriend me let alone talk to me?" Winter questioned. We had been sitting for a while, not moving. Winter was comforting as she always was. She understood what I had been through like no other. She was patient and didn't try to rush me into telling her everything.
"I wasn't supposed to meet or befriend you, Winter. I was out one night hunting to see if I could find anything to eat, but then your scent caught my attention.
