Shirley's POV
Today was meant to be my happy day, even though my neck still hurts from the crack some lover boy or man caused me.
But Greg finally letting me go was something else. He had even told me funny things about Larry that I couldn't help but laugh even though I was still mad at Greg.
Greg had even apologized and said we should be friends, but I turned down the offer. I still loathe him for everything he has done.
Forgiveness doesn't come easily though. It was obvious I disliked him, judging from the distance I was keeping from him.
He took me to the tree house where they usually paint horrible pictures and how they'd rule the pack together.
We had to leave separately because he challenged me to a race, and I was excited to stretch my legs and not have to worry about the last
