Claire's POV
After checking on Grandma and making sure she was settled, I returned to my hotel. The moment I walked in, Sissy, my manager, rushed toward me, arms wide open.
"Gurl, where have you been? I was freaking out!" Sissy exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug. She wasn't just my manager; she was my rock, my only confidant. We had been through everything together.
Before I could respond, she pulled back, giving me a playful grin. "And who was that hunk? Where did he take you? Did you guys… you know," she teased, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
I sighed, too drained to react to her usual banter. While Sissy knew a lot about me, there were still things she didn't understand. She knew I'd been cheated on, knew I'd lost my child, but she didn't know who he really was—or the depth of the pain he'd caused. Some truths I just wasn't ready to share.
