- Emiliana -
Friends.
That's the first, last and least thing that I want to offer to Creed as time goes by, even if he indirectly accused me of something and treated me unfairly for the past days. I want to be casual to him, or at least be friends with him. When I included him in my prayers that night, I felt something unusual and different, and I realized that I must be drawn to him.
Those unexpected heartbeats and smiles even if he's so grumpy sometimes, I think it already leads me to something unplanned and definitely out of my league.
And I guess telling him that thing last night was a wrong move. I want to slap myself for being so stupid.
"You don't need to include me in your prayers, Miss Emiliana," he said firmly.
I swallowed the lump in my throat when he did not call me
