Page 47 of From Boss to Boo


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"Grayson," I whisper, my voice cracking with emotion. "I...I can explain."

He looks up at me, his eyes burning with a mixture of hurt and confusion. "Can you, Amara? Can you explain why you never told me about any of this? About the arrests, the...the juvenile detention? I thought we were supposed to be honest with each other. I thought we trusted each other."

I feel tears welling up in my eyes, hot and stinging. "I do trust you, Grayson. More than anyone in this world. But my past...it's not something I'm proud of. And those records were supposed to be sealed. It's a part of my life that I've worked so hard to put behind me."

He shakes his head, a look of anguish on his face. "But how can you say that, Amara? How can you claim to have put it behind you when you've been hiding it from me all this time? When you've been lying to me, every day, about who you really are?"

"I haven't been lying to you, Grayson!" I exclaim, my voice rising with desperation. "The person you know, the woman you fell in love with...that's who I am. That's who I've worked so hard to become."

I take a deep, shuddering breath, forcing myself to meet his gaze head-on. "Yes, I have a past. A troubled, painful past that I'm not proud of. It doesn't change the love I have for you, or the future I want to build with you."

He's quiet for a long moment, his expression unreadable. "Then tell me, Amara. Tell me the truth, the whole truth. Help me understand."

And so, with a heavy heart and a trembling voice, I do.

I tell him about my childhood, about the poverty and neglect that marked my earliest years. About the desperate, reckless choices I made as a teenager, trying to escape the pain and hopelessness that threatened to consume me.

I tell him about the night that changed everything, the night I hit rock bottom and realized that I had to change, or risk losing myself forever.

And I tell him about the years of hard work and self-discovery that followed, the long, difficult road to becoming the woman I am today.

Through it all, Grayson listens. Really listens, his eyes never leaving my face as I bare my soul, my deepest secrets and fears.

When I'm finished, I'm trembling, my cheeks wet with tears. "I'm sorry, Grayson," I whisper, my voice raw with emotion. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I was just...I was so afraid of losing you. Of seeing the disappointment, the disgust in your eyes when you realized the truth about my past."

But to my surprise, Grayson doesn't recoil. He doesn't push me away, or look at me with revulsion.

Instead, he reaches out, taking my face in his hands with a tenderness that steals my breath.

"Amara," he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion. "My love. My heart. You could never, ever disappoint me. Your past, your struggles...they don't define you. They don't change the incredible, strong, compassionate woman I know you to be."

I let out a sob, burying my face in his chest as he wraps his arms around me, holding me close.

"I love you, Amara Jeffries," he whispers fiercely, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. "Every part of you, every flaw and imperfection. You're my everything, my reason for breathing. And nothing, not even the darkest parts of your past, could ever change that."

We stay like that for a long time, clinging to each other as the weight of the revelation settles over us. But even amidst the pain and the fear, I feel a flicker of hope, a sense of unshakable love and acceptance that brings fresh tears to my eyes.

Because I know, with a bone-deep certainty, that Grayson and I can weather any storm, overcome any obstacle.

As long as we have each other, we are unbreakable.

But even as I bask in the warmth of Grayson's embrace, a small, nagging thought tugs at the back of my mind.

Evelyn.

The woman who dug up my past, who tried to use it as a weapon to destroy my happiness, my future with the man I love.

I pull back, looking up at Grayson with a fierce determination in my eyes.

"I need to talk to your mother," I say, my voice steady and unwavering. "I need to confront her, to make it clear that I won't be intimidated or driven away."

Grayson nods, a look of pride and admiration on his face. "I understand, Amara. And I support you, one hundred percent. But let me come with you. Let me stand by your side, and show my mother that we are united, now and always."

I feel a rush of love and gratitude wash over me, so strong it takes my breath away. "Together," I whisper, lacing my fingers through his. "Always and forever."

And as we step out into the night, hand in hand and heart to heart...

I know that we can face anything, as long as we have each other.

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