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Chapter 42 - Angie

You guys, I am so so sorry!
Five months is such a long time, and I know you're tired of hearing the same excuse but honestly, I'm working really hard this year so I could earn money, I barely have time for myself anymore 😞

I love you guys so much, hopefully you enjoy this chapter, and thank you for being patient ❤️

Don't forever to comment and vote!

~ShoamEmily

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29th of October, 2007
Michael is 49, Angela is 43

Angela: It felt like the drive to the hospital lasted forever.

They took Michael straight to the ICU and ordered me to stay in the waiting room.

I watched helplessly as the doors closed.

"Mom!" I heard Paris, and saw her running along with Prince. They clung onto me as soon as they reached me.

"Is daddy okay?"

I was about to say something, but a nurse came over to us and asked if we could take this to a private waiting room.

Then I noticed people looking at us, probably recognizing me. They started pulling out their phones to take pictures of the three of us.

"Mrs. Jackson," Javon appeared and put his hand on my lower back. "Let's go."

As he escorted us out of the ICU, I noticed Prince shedding a few tears.

"He'll be fine, honey. I'm sure of it." I whispered in his ear.

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When we reached the waiting room, the entire Jackson family was already there.

It suddenly got quiet. They all looked at me like I was a stranger.

"Angela, come here." Katherine opened her arms for me.

She hugged me and the kids tightly before we were interrupted by Janet.

"Really, mother? You're hugging her?"

My mother-in-law ignored her and turned back to me, "Are you alright, honey?"

I shrugged, trying to stop myself from crying.

Janet snorted. "You really fooled us all. I knew you were no good from the minute you claimed to be his girlfriend."

"Janet-"

"No, mother. How are you not mad at this?"

"Your brother fainted, and we don't know what's happening with him," Katherine looked at her daughter. "We need to pray for him and hope that he's alright. We need to be together as a family. It's what Michael would want."

She helped me sit down, and my dad handed me a bottle of water.

"You'll see, honey, a doctor's gonna come any minute now to give us good news." Katherine reassured, rubbing my back.

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It's been a couple of hours and all I could do was think of what might happen to my husband.