Chapter 12

• I tried to rehearse the conversation in my head as I walked to Creed’s room, but I have no idea what to say. If I want to keep his trust, I know I need to be honest with him. I just hope he is understanding, and not mad.
• I need a minute to calm down the butterflies in my stomach before I go in. I stood in the hall just staring at his door. It’s not like it matters, I’m sure he can smell my scent just as strongly as I can smell his.
• I put my fist up to knock, but he opened the door before I had a chance.