Harrison didn’t know what had come over him for him to blurt out such words. In a moment of weakness so unbefitting of the glacier that he was, he bared his soul and told Mandy how much she meant to him.
He knew from his father’s experience that women could be cunning, and that opening up so completely to one could be the best recipe to a disaster.
But, for some unfathomable reason, he knew that Mandy wasn’t like all those greedy women he knew. She was no angel – if the glares she sent Clara were any indication, he’d say she resented his childhood friend – but she was almost too innocent for her own good. She sometimes surprised him with how out of the loop she could be. She wasn’t made for this world – for his world – and he shall do his best to protect her from it.
Letting her go w
