PROLOGUE

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2007 ; 6 years old

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"What do you want to be when you get older?" Michael asks his only child, Arabella, as they walk towards the pond hand in hand.

"I wanna be just like you daddy" His daughter answers proudly "Oh really now?" He raises his eyebrow as he chuckles "Yes! I wanna be loved as much as you do daddy" She smiles at him.

Michael sighs and sat down on the ground just a few inches away from the pond, sitting Arabella down on his lap. "You don't have to be like daddy if you want to be loved baby, daddy loves you more than anything. Daddy's love for you is so much bigger than all of daddy's fans love for daddy altogether"

"I know daddy but, I also want to sing and dance onstage infront of so many people"

"Having a job like mine is difficult baby girl, many people will follow you around and will make up stories about you"

"But you survived that daddy didn't you? I can always wear the silly masks you make me wear whenever we go out. When I say I wanna be just like you daddy, I also meant that I wanna be just as strong as you are and survive all the bad stuff daddy"

Michael teared up. Finding it hard to respond to her daughter.

"The masks aren't silly baby" He chuckles.

"Sorry daddy, but they are" She giggles.

"Alright, alright. When you get older do you want daddy to teach you his famous dance steps? The moonwalk?"

"Yes daddy! Yes!"

"Alright angel"

"You'll be by my side always, right daddy?"

"Always"
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