𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 & 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 | 𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞

Chapter Thirty Nine: "Come back to bed with me."

THIRTY-NINE
QUEEN & GHOST
LONDON, ENGLAND

BEYONCE SMILED AS SHE WALKED INTO THE luxurious five-star restaurant, walking towards her mother and Solange who sat at a table. She greeted them, pulling them for hugs before she sat down, her security standing nearby. "You guys look so nice today."

"Thank you, darling. You look beautiful as well." Tina said, closing the menu and setting it aside. "How was this morning? I know when I was pregnant with you girls, I nearly threw up every morning."

"Mine definitely wasn't every morning." Solange chuckled, just as they were handed some warm bread. Instantly, Beyonce grabbed some and moaned at the taste. "I think because you were pregnant with a boy, your morning sickness wasn't that bad. But since mine is so much, I think my baby is a girl. I know she is."

"I think it'll be a boy." Solange teased.

"Why?"

"Because you think it'll be a girl."

"We'll see. That's what's so beautiful about children. They surprise you even from the womb." Tina said. "You should rest. Don't take it so hard and be easy on yourself."

"Mama, I know but I've also got a tour to finish. I have to do my best." Beyonce grabbed her menu and looked through it. She thanked the waiter who poured her a glass of water along with some orange juice. Tina grabbed her hand from across the table. "I know but it's okay to prioritize your body. If for whatever reason, you feel as if you can't continue, you can stand up for yourself and your baby. It's going to get rough for these next couple of months, don't think that you and your baby are not important too, understand?"

"Yes, Mama."

Through the rest of the brunch, the three women chatted and laughed, enjoying each other's company. Even with how busy they all were, they still prioritized spending time with one another. When it was time for Beyonce to head to the stadium for her second London show, she raised her hand, signaling for the waiter to come over.

"Can you bring the check, please?" She asked and he placed his hands behind his back. "Miss Knowles, the bill is covered."

She furrowed her eyebrows together in confusion; looking between her mother and sister who were just as equally surprised. "By who?"

"Trey Verretti." The waiter responded as realization dawned upon her. She looked down, giggling softly as a blush covered her cheeks. Solange turned to the waiter. "Wait, we're paid for too?"

"Yes, the entire bill."

"Damn," Tina muttered, her eyebrows shooting up. Solange and she nodded their heads, they hadn't been that impressed in a while. Beyonce sank her teeth into her bottom lip, a warm feeling appearing in her chest. It wasn't the money that touched her, it was the thoughtfulness. This morning, she didn't think anything of it when she told him she was heading to brunch and now to find out he had secretly called the restaurant to prepay made her feel like she was a princess. With her hormones all over the place, she felt as if she could break down right there.

"I don't even know what to say." She whispered, her eyes beginning to grow blurry. She smiled, looking at the view of London through the floor-to-ceiling windows. "I picked the right man."

- 6 weeks later -
Pregnancy: 15 weeks

Beyonce set one of her phones against her pillow and pressed record. She didn't care that it was 1 am, she had been doing this for the last few weeks, documenting every step in her pregnancy.