Andrea was my backbone. She was like this mama bear that just protected me from everyone. People who would have taken advantage of me and my trusting unsuspecting nature. People who would shag treated me like garbage and taken every little goodness I had in me. It was like she could scent them out a mile away and steered me away.
It’s not like I was a shivering naive little girl. According to her I had this innocent sparkle in my eyes that attracted people to me and made them want to protect or conquer me. Either way she had my back. Marcel eventually left his womanizer ways, or well much of it behind because even till now he still indulges in the wild array of women who throw themselves at him because of his charm, pretty face and the fact that he radiates that he comes from wealth. Who
