(I'm using Rihanna's met gala look from 2019 for reference)
"Sativa, can you tell us about this beautiful outfit?" The interviewer smiled. Jack had yet to show up, and instead of stressing about it, Sativa carried on with her appearance. "I got the privilege to work with Galliana this year and fell in love with the gown. It's from Dior's two thounsand-four spring collection."
"I absolutely love the look. You look like a royal right now," The girl smiled. "As owner and CEO of MockingBird Records, it was only right for me to show up looking like royalty. That's the brand we carry."
"We'll, I'm glad you made it this year and we hope to see you next year as well."
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"This is gonna be cold, you probably know that by now though," Liliana gave the young girl a warm smile as she applied the cold gel to her stomach. She turned the monitor on, beginning to search for the baby, "You're about five months along, correct? How's the little bugger been?"
"Oh, you know, kicking and making my back hurt. Oh, and it's for sure sitting on my bladder because I have to pee like five times every fifteen minutes," The girl chuckled. Liliana never removed her smile, "Ah, there it is... Are you ready to find out the gender?" She asked. Sativa hesitated.
During the last five months, she fell out of the spotlight to take care of her and her baby. She ran MockingBird Records from behind the scenes and allowed the board to take over the rest. And during those five months, she had moved out of her and Jacks house for the second time and moved into Urban's again.
And it wasn't for the reason you think. Jack hadn't cheated, or rather, Sativa didn't accuse him of cheating. No, instead, Jack claimed that he wasn't ready for a child as if either of them had planned on having one. When they couldn't figure it out, Sativa cut ties and focused more on herself and the child growing inside of her.
The first few months were hard; she hated the way she looked, the morning sickness, the way everyone gravitated towards her growing belly. She didn't like the idea of a child anymore for a long time, but when she finally got through the detachment, she slowly fell back in love with the idea of her baby.
