The first Night With my Boss

The unravelling

As the reality of Michael's revelation sank in, I found myself grappling with a whirlwind of emotions. Anger, hurt, and a deep sense of betrayal all vied for dominance, leaving me feeling utterly adrift.

"How could you do this?" I demanded, my voice trembling with a mix of fury and disbelief. "You've been lying to everyone, including me. How can I ever trust you again?"

Michael's eyes were filled with a profound sorrow, and I could see the weight of his deception etching deep lines into his face. "I never meant for it to go this far," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I was supposed to be the heir to the company, but my father never trusted me to lead it. So I took matters into my own hands, and I've been living a lie ever since."

I felt a wave of nausea wash over me as I realized the full extent of his betrayal. Everything we had built, everything we had worked for, was a sham – a carefully constructed facade that had crumbled before my eyes.

"But why?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and desperation. "Why did you feel the need to deceive everyone, including me?"

Michael's gaze dropped to the floor, and I could see the shame and regret etched into every line of his face. "I was afraid," he admitted, his voice barely audible. "Afraid of failing, afraid of disappointing my father, afraid of losing everything I had worked so hard for."

I shook my head, my mind reeling with the implications of his confession. "But you've lost everything now," I said, my voice tinged with a bitter edge. "Your lies have unraveled, and the consequences will be devastating."