Karen's POV

I sat down on the floor weak and exhausted. The worst thing I ever wished for was to be stuck in a warehouse with Brody, my husband.

"What did you want to tell me outside before we got interrupted by a car honk?" He asked and my heart raced.

"It's no longer important."

"Why?" He inquired.

"Forget it, I don't want to tell you."

He scoffed. "That's unfair Miss, you can't just do that. It's not right for you to keep secrets from me."

I ignored him and leaned on a small box. He chuckled softly and went back into Mr Albert's office. The last thing I wanted...