The Butterfly Weeds [Taylor Swift Adoption Story]

JASMINE

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2023 American Music Awards
Two Days Later
November 19th; 2023
Taylor Swift's Point of View
Two nominations this year. I have 40 AMAs. Let's see how many we can pull off this year. The AMAs tend to be very generous with me. Not sure how but I always win a shit ton of them. Ever since Joe and I got married we decided to make more public appearances so tonight he came with me. I don't know why. I feel like we will probably just fight but, we just swallowed our pride and acted like everything was fine. It's been two years since I've done anything major so there's not a whole lot for me to be nominated for. I'm nominated for Artist of the Year and Collaboration of the Year. No idea how I got nominated for Artist of the Year when I've done absolutely nothing but fight with my husband, adopt a chaotic family, and release a collaboration with Maisie Peters in April. She's a small artist from England. Ed introduced me to her and the two of us clicked instantly. She and Joe have managed to become better friends than the two of us. Maybe it's the fact growing up, they lived an hour from one another.
Joe is sitting directly to my right and Maisie is sitting to my left. It's become extremely awkward because I'm just sitting there as the two talk to one another while I sit there silently.

"Should we switch seats?" I ask them because I'm tired of them laughing and talking to one another with me in the middle.

"Sure!" Maisie means no harm. She has the most adorable little smile and is so excited to be here. It's her first AMA nomination. We switch around seats so Maisie is to my right, and she and Joe are talking. People are gonna talk shit about this but I don't want to sit next to Joe. I hear the two of them laugh as they talk. I never hear Joe laugh or see him smile like that. It begins to make me sad that I can't make him happy the way Maisie can.

"Maisie, it's getting close for when we perform. You ready?" I ask her.

"Yeah! Let's do this." Joe waves goodbye but I can tell it was for Maisie, not me. The two of us walk away backstage and change into our costumes. I'm always a fan of wearing things that sparkle and glitter. Maisie tends not to wear anything too crazy but, she decided to go a little fancier with her costume tonight. The two of us begin to talk backstage, waiting for our cue.

"It's been forever since we've talked it feels like." Her British accent. Why do they always intrigue me?

"Well, you seem to be busy talking to my husband," I mutter under my breath. She tilts her head and backs up a bit.

"I never meant to offend you or anything..."

"It just seems like you're a lot more interested in my husband than a friend should be."

"Are you suggesting I'm trying to seduce him? He's married and almost 10 years older than me. I think I'm good on the whole dating a married man."

"You guys just seem to get along too well."

"Just because your marriage is shit, doesn't mean I'm suddenly your husbands' mistress!" She snaps at me which grabs a few stares.

"You didn't have to yell that."

"You're being such a little bitch right now. I'm just his friend. If you can't handle your husband having friends, I can see why your marriage is in shambles." She takes out her guitar from her case and begins to tune it.

"Shut the hell up. If it wasn't for me, no one would know your name. I made you when I invited you to collaborate."

"Fucking hypocrite!" She throws a guitar pick at my face.