It's The Falling in Love

Chapter Sixty-Three

"Mia..." A voice cooed, gently shaking me.

I groan, fluttering my eyes open to see Jeanne smiling in front of me.

I gasp, quickly sitting up. "My gosh, Jeanne!" I squeal.

"You scared me!" I smirk, letting out a laugh.

Jeanne smirks, "Come on, get ready! We have to go to the studio today!" She says, slightly jumping on the edge of my bed.

I felt my smile disappear, "Jeanne, I'm not sure it's a good idea for me to go to the studio.." I frown.

Jeanne gave me a pout, "Please." She begs.

I sighed, "Who's going to watch Rose?" I raised an eyebrow.

Jeanne frowns, "Bring her, obviously. Michael told me how you used to do that with Mike." She says.

My eyes widen, "H-How do you know about Mike?" I quietly ask, feeling awoken by that question.

Jeanne stared at me, "Mia, I know you. You're a model. I see the tabloids and everything. Of course I don't believe them but Michael has also told me some things.." She frowns.

I let out a sigh, "Well, he's right about that.." I mumbled, looking away slightly.

Jeanne continued to stare at me, waiting for my answer. "Well?" She raises an eyebrow.

I frown, "Fine.." I groan, kicking my feet to the side of the bed.

Jeanne smiles, "Yay!" She cheers.

"You better hurry. I arranged a car for you since it's going to be a surprise to Michael." She smirks.

I glare at her, "That's something Michael would do." I smirk.

Jeanne shrugs, "Get ready! The car will be here shortly." She smiles at me before exiting my bedroom.

I sigh, looking around my now empty room.

At least I get to see my husband.. It was hell trying to sleep without him holding onto me in bed.

An empty space in the bed.. That just made me freeze all night.

I should have never told him anything.

Nothing at all..

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I sat in the car, staring out the window.

We're almost at the studio. What is Michael going to say when he sees me? Is he even going to speak to me? Oh gosh.. I don't want any drama in the studio with Ryan around. Poor kid, he doesn't need any drama in his life.. He also doesn't need to watch his idol suffer through drama of his own wife.

"Mrs. Jackson." The driver says, turning around.

I smirk. Different driver every time..

"Hm?" I raise an eyebrow.

"We're here." He kindly smiles at me.

My eyes slightly widen, "Oh. T-Thank you." I shyly say, getting out of the car quickly.

I start walking up to the studio door. I stop myself before I could even get in, suddenly doubting myself.

I quickly turn around. "Wa-"

The car was already gone.

I sigh. Never mind about backing out then.. I frown, opening the studio door.

Teddy Riley, one of the producers for this album, smiles at me.

"Mrs. Jackson! What a pleasant surprise." He grins, welcoming me with a light hug.