Karen's POV

Mom chuckled refusing to believe me. "That's not your husband, you're not a professional liar." She remarked with a grin on her face.

Needed to put some distance between us, I moved towards the window. "Brody Taylor is my husband and that's the man you just met." I told her this time with seriousness on my face.

"Then, what's wrong?" She quickly asked.

I shrugged, feeling both awful and stable. "I don't know. I'm deeply in love with him but I don't know if he feels that way."

Turning to look at her, she arched an eyebrow in surprise. "What?"

"I don't know if he loves me."

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