Chapter 22

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23rd February 1983
Beyoncé's PoV

After a few congratulations, condolences and hugs. I go into my changing room and get changed into my normal red carpet dress.
As I'm tidying my makeup up Michael grabs my arm and hugs me tightly, I hug him back with the same force.

He kisses my neck and then looks in my eyes "the world will find out I was the father to your baby. Are you ready for that?" He questions looking into my eyes
I look at him like he has three heads "I wasn't the one who put private videos and photos on a large screen that is going to be live all over the world" I frown then look in his eyes deeply "you was the one who did this" I snap

I shouldn't of snapped.

That was wrong of me.

He lets go of my arms and backs away from me "Don't you want people to know that our precious daughter is mine?" He asks clearly hurt
I sigh and rub my head "of course I do; there's nothing I want more" I exclaim
Michael shrugged, "what's the problem then?" He asks while frowning.
I gulp then shake my head "nothing. Nothing"

As we are seated back with all the other celebrities on front row. Everything goes to plan. I receive many awards for both of my albums which I'm so happy about. Michael also won many awards too!!

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