Chapter Fourty-Three

Karen's POV

"Tell him about what?" I almost shouted forgetting that he was in the parlor. "What should I tell him? I can't possibly tell him the truth, I can't."

"What truth?" A voice asked from behind me and I turned back to see Brody right behind me. 

"Brody, you didn't tell me you were behind me." I murmured trying to fake a smile even though I was shocked. I silently hoped he didn't hear what I was telling my mom.

"What truth? Are you hiding something from me?" He asked.

I stepped back a little trying to explain or probably trying to lie to him. "You won't understand."

I stole a glance at my mom, her face was blank without an expression. She walked out of the kitchen as soon as she noticed me turn in her direction.

"Look, I'm not hiding anything from you... It's just...."

He cut in angrily. "Just what? What is it that you can't tell me?"

"My relationship, I'm having issues with my boyfriend, my mom suggested to me about telling you about my proble