Flair POV
My secret was out. I should have felt relieved, but the look on Grayson's face almost broke me. He looked hurt. Like I had inflicted intentional pain on him. I could see Timothy get up and quietly leave the room, leaving Grayson and me alone, in order to grant us privacy, but at that moment I wished he had remained. I moved to sit down opposite my husband, trying to maintain my composure, even as part of me wanted to beg for his forgiveness.
"Grayson, I never intended to hurt you" I began, glancing at him pleadingly, "I was going to tell you about my identity."
He was silent, his body so still that I wondered if he was even paying attention to what I was saying to him. "Why didn't you just tell me from the outset?" he asked and I was relieved to note that there was no anger i
