(IVANNA)
I am just coming out of my old room when Karlen hurries along the hall, head kept down. "Hey, Karl." I call and shut the door. "Did you want to―"
He glances up and I notice tears streaming down his face. "Not now, Ivie."
He tries to dodge around me and head into his room, but I put my hand out to stop the door from closing. I slip inside the room as he calls on the bed face first. "What's wrong?"
"You're practically his wife. And you're just going to side with him."
"Except I'm not, and I will never be. So, what happened?"
"He found out, Ivie." He says, his voice barely above a whisper.
I know in that instant what he is talking about. I drop onto the mattress, my first instinct to comfort him, but I'm still figuring out how. "Oh, shit. How?"
"I have always been so careful. I don't know how."
"And what did he say?"
"That I have to break up with him or he will have him killed."
