“Tell me with honesty, Astra” Mom asked, demanded to be exact.
We came back and now she was questioning me in my room. When he came back, Dad was waiting for us in the living room. My breath was stuck thinking he would know something was not right by looking at our faces. But Mom handled the situation with a justifiable answer and went to his room after dinner.
I thought she wouldn't talk to me but here she was, angry and hurt because I kept things from her and also made her embarrassed. Insulted.
I told her about the party, everything. She was shocked, she couldn't believe I did something like that. "Why did you lie before?" she asked.
Because I was nervous, scared- to be exact. I was a coward who chose to lie instead of coming clean. "You won't tell this to Dad, right? Please tell
