Shirley POV
My hands were shaking. Suddenly all my courage seemed to have vanished. I had to face Bianca. I'm not good at sweet talk. Even though I'm a girl, I'm a fighter. I'm not a woman who is good at melting people's hearts. Especially a woman who is being shaken by the turmoil in her household.
"Lady Brisney," I greeted with a smile. I walked around Bianca, who was sitting gracefully. I placed my bag on the table and then sat down facing her.
Bianca didn't say anything to me. She was actually very calm. I see her thoughts. She was angry. I know she's mad. I'm sorry, Bianca. You don't have a wolf, but I can freely see what's on your mind.
"What brings you here?" I asked. I tried to be friendly and smile. Even though I really felt sorry for her. I never wanted to hurt Bianca. I only
