Breaking Free

55.

The next morning dawned bright and clear, the soft light spilling into their hotel room as Kierra stirred awake. She could feel Tasha's warmth beside her, and for a moment, she just reveled in the comfort of having her wife by her side. The anticipation of the day ahead buzzed lightly in her chest, but the promise of rest lingered in her mind.

As she shifted slightly, she noticed Tasha was already awake, scrolling through her phone with a slight furrow in her brow. "Good morning, sleepyhead," Kierra murmured, her voice still thick with sleep.

Tasha looked up, her face lighting up with a smile. "Good morning! I was just checking in with the team. We have a busy day ahead."

Kierra nodded, propping herself up on her elbow. "What's the schedule like?"

Tasha set her phone down, shifting to sit cross-legged on the bed. "We have a sound check this morning, followed by a meet-and-greet with some fans. Then, I'll have a couple of interviews before the show tonight. It's going to be a whirlwind."

Kierra smiled, excitement coursing through her. "You thrive in this kind of chaos. Just remember to take breaks, okay? And hydrate. I'll be your personal cheerleader."

"Deal," Tasha replied, her eyes sparkling with affection. "And I'll be making sure you're comfortable while you're out there."

After they both got ready, Kierra felt a rush of nerves and excitement as they headed down to the venue. The familiar sights and sounds of the bustling city surrounded them, the vibrant energy of Oakland igniting a spark in Kierra. She loved being a part of Tasha's world, feeling the rush of performing and the joy it brought to the fans.

When they arrived at the venue, Kierra watched as Tasha transformed into the confident performer she always was. The sound check began, and Kierra found a cozy spot in the corner of the stage where she could sit and watch. The music pulsed around her, and she felt the excitement building in the air.

As Tasha sang, Kierra's heart swelled with pride. The way Tasha moved on stage, the way she commanded the room—it was mesmerizing. Kierra couldn't help but smile, knowing this was just the beginning of a wonderful day.

After the sound check, Tasha joined Kierra, her face flushed with exhilaration. "That felt amazing!" she said, bouncing on her toes. "The crowd is going to love it tonight."

Kierra beamed, reaching out to squeeze Tasha's hand. "I can't wait to see you shine out there."

They had a few hours before the meet-and-greet, so Kierra suggested they grab a bite to eat. They found a nearby café, the ambiance relaxed and inviting. As they settled into their seats, Tasha reached across the table, intertwining her fingers with Kierra's.

"I'm really glad you're here with me," Tasha said earnestly, her eyes searching Kierra's. "It makes everything feel more special."

Kierra smiled softly. "I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. Watching you do what you love is incredible."

As they enjoyed their meal, they talked about everything—family, their plans for after the tour, and even the baby. The excitement of impending parenthood filled their conversations, each thought and dream weaving them closer together.

After lunch, they made their way back to the venue for the meet-and-greet. Kierra felt a mix of excitement and nervousness as they entered the room filled with eager fans waiting to see Tasha. She stood back, watching Tasha greet each fan with warmth and genuine enthusiasm.

The joy radiating from Tasha was contagious. Kierra found herself smiling, feeling proud to be by her side. She could see how much this meant to Tasha—the connection she formed with her fans, the way she made each person feel valued.