Mason's POV

The door closes behind us, leaving me alone with Nora in my small cabin.

I think about Andy's reaction earlier. The way she clung to me, glaring at Nora like an intruder.

'Maybe I've spent too much time with her. Made her too dependent.'

Ever since Andy was born, I've been there. More than just a grandfather—a constant presence. Walking the floor at three in the morning. Catching her when she stumbled learning to walk. ...