It was the day my album was set to release and I woke up feeling not as excited as I hoped. My album would be out by twelve and I was going to be celebrating that alone.
After the argument with Monica, I felt very defeated. I had no right to be considering it was my fault, but I couldn't place my hurt otherwise.
I contemplated just giving her the ring as a way to clarify everything. I just couldn't help, but feel the need to make the proposal a grand gesture. She deserved that and more. I had been going over this in my head for the better half of my week and still ended up clueless on what to-do.
I laid in the bed of the guest room until I heard a knock at the door. I said 'yeah' hopeful that it was Monica only for Meagan to walk in the door.
"Brandy, it's almost ten o'clock. You have press today, so you need to get up."
"Cancel it! I don't feel like doing anything..." I groaned and rolled over in the bed to face away from her.
"Uh uh get up!" She flung the covers off my and threw some clothes and a towel at my head.
"Fine!" I sighed and grabbed the stuff she threw at me. I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower.
The first stop of the day was a radio interview and then I went to another radio station, briefly to do promotion for the album. After that I went to view my fully edited music videos.
I was happy all of that was done so I could finally go home and sleep. Well at least that's what I thought, but I've never been more wrong.
"Your glam team is meeting us at your house to get you ready." Meagan said, causing me to shot her a confused glance.
"For what?" I groaned.
"You have one more press thing tonight..." she stated vaguely, but I didn't press anymore. I just wanted to get it all over with.
We came back to the house and I immediately started getting ready. My stylists had an outfit already pulled for me which was weird because I wasn't even aware of this event.
I brushed it off considering I hadn't been in a clear frame of mind most of the week. My mind drifted to Monica. We hadn't talked in days and I missed her a lot. I didn't blame her for not talking to me, but it still hurt.
"Okay, you just need to get dressed and then we need to leave.." Meagan said, starting to rush me. I nodded and my stylist helped me into my outfit.
"Alright, Meagan I'm ready.." I announced.
She looked down at her phone as if she was checking for something and then suggested that we take some pictures. I was confused because not too long ago she rushing me, but I didn't care enough to question it.
"I like this one the best.." I pointed out my favorite picture after we took about 100 others.
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