Progress interrupted
Brandon threw a surprise just when things appeared to be moving forward. ‘You realize she didn’t want you there, right?’ he asked nonchalantly, sitting back in his chair. The room grew silent, and all eyes turned to him. I had a burst of panic and wrath. What are you talking about? I demanded, feeling the fragile peace we’d begun to establish shake. Brandon’s smirk widened as he prepared to elaborate.
Progress Interrupted
Brandon’s revelation
He had told our parents at the last minute that the ‘event’ was insignificant in order to discourage them from going. ‘I believed if I downplayed it, they wouldn’t feel as guilty,’ Brandon explained, his tone dripping with faux innocence. My parents were appalled, betrayal engraved on their faces. ‘Why would you do that?’ my mother said, her voice breaking. Brandon shrugged, fully unconcerned. His revelation cut like a blade, breaking any progress we had achieved.
Brandon’s Revelation
