Marriage, really?

What was to be said that wasn't already? Cat and Greg had openly admitted to their hate for each other. They both know that this wasn't a relationship. It was a forced, unacceptable situation for both of them. She wanted to be alone, and he probably wanted to sleep with as many women as possible. Their lives were fine until that point.

"Don't tel me what to do!" Cat snarled back, meeting his gaze with hers, and she was in a rage. She wouldn't back down for anything at that point. She almost felt torn between strangling him or throwing him in the fire. "The best." she spat back at him.

"You saw that dress." Cat caught the jacket and put it on over her underwear, buttoning the buttons carefully. "I have no shame doing what I have just done." That was all that needed to be said. Finishing putting it on, she realized the jacket was almost as long as a dress. At least this one was decent looking.

"I'd rather have sex with the giant squid than you." Cat dug her nails into the palm of he hand, realizing how much she really did hate him. With all her heart and soul.