“I’m sorry.”
Silence.
Complete silence.
There was no corporate strategy behind those words.
No public relations calculation.
No legal protection.
Only responsibility.
Raw.
Heavy.
Real.
“This happened under my company.”
His voice lowered.
“And I accept responsibility for that.”
Raina blinked.
A flicker of surprise crossed her face.
Unexpected.
Because she hadn’t expected this version of Harrison to appear.
Not today.
Not after everything.
Not when every interaction between them lately had ended in disappointment.
The widow began crying harder.
Not from anger.
Relief.
Hopeless people often cried the hardest when someone finally offered them hope.
Raina slowly stepped forward.
“I made you a promise.”
The woman immediately looked up.
Raina’s voice softened.
“I haven
