Karen's POV

Brody sat on the bed with a towel wrapped around his bath. "I thought you were sleeping, it's late at night already."

I smiled, "I don't feel sleepy," I replied. "Thanks for the meal you prepared for me, I loved it."

His face broke out in a grin. "You really don't have to thank me, you deserve it."

"Huh, can we talk about something?"

He nodded and shifted a little close to me. "What's wrong?" He asked with a soft and cool voice.

I shrugged and hesitated to tell him at first but I continued after a short period of silence. "Won't you make your dad happy if...