Chapter 23 Sharing The Past

• She took a deep breath and shook her head. “Harold, it’s not love. You—”
• But he stopped her by placing a finger to her lips. “No, my dear, it’s love. I’m a cold-hearted man. Some even doubt I have a heart.” He chuckled and shrugged. “I don’t blame them because sometimes I even think they’re right.”
• “No, it’s not true.” She shook her head and squeezed his hand. “You’re not cold-hearted. You’re so kind and nice.”