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Part 29 - Love between us

SHAWN AND ROSALY

It was 9:00 a.m. when Shawn stopped by to pick up Rosaly. She'd woken up an hour earlier to pack her things before they left for her destination. To make herself more comfortable, she had put on jeans, a T-shirt, and sneakers, and braided her hair. She had hardly put on any make-up, preferring just a little lipstick and eyeliner.

She thought about the trip she would take with Shawn and the show he would do later, and felt a little nervous. Rosaly knew that there would be reporters and paparazzi everywhere, plus reporters and millions of cell phones, which would make it hard for her to hide or go unnoticed, but Shawn had told her not to worry that he would protect her from everything, but Rosaly knew that no matter how much he stayed with her most of the time, he couldn't be everywhere at once.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm down, thinking to herself that if exposing herself was the price she would have to pay to stand by that wonderful man, she would gladly pay, because she wouldn't let Caio take that happiness away from her either. She and Shawn would make it work, she was sure of that.

The noise of the bell took her out of her thoughts and she ran to open the door. Shawn looked at her with delight when he saw her. She looked like a little girl with the hairstyle and clothes she'd chosen for the trip. He kissed her lightly on the lips and said:

-Ready?

- Yes-she answered, taking the leather jacket she'd left on the couch, and went out with Shawn into the pleasant air of that nearly spring morning. As Shawn put her luggage in the trunk, they couldn't see the car stopped across the street.

The driver was looking at them both. His eyes glowing with hatred twisted his attractive features. When Rosaly smiled at Shawn and he gave him a quick kiss, his hands on the steering wheel crisped so hard they could break someone's neck if he had the chance. Rosaly and Shawn got in the car, and his Ferrari started moving. The other vehicle was following them at a safe distance, but the couple hadn't noticed why they were completely involved in the conversation they were having inside the car. This fact continued until Shawn entered a private landing area, preventing the stalker from continuing his attempt. The driver then threw a frustrated punch at the steering wheel regardless of the pain that went up his arm. "If she thinks she's gonna get away from me, she's wrong. I'll go as far as I have to to bring her back, for she belongs to me," he turned around and returned the same way he had come.

Meanwhile, Shawn and Rosaly settled inside the private jet, and when she leaned over to pick up the bag that had accidentally fallen to the ground, Shawn held her hand and asked

- Are you still nervous about the show?

- A little. - she answered, trying to smile, but deep down, she felt a cold hand squeeze her heart.

- You don't have to be nervous, Rosely. I promised you I would protect you, and I will. Nothing bad is gonna happen.

- I know it. - she said, trying to convince herself, but something told her it wouldn't be that simple. She snuggled up to Shawn's body, and he passed an arm around her protective shoulder. Rosaly closed her eyes, feeling Shawn's hands caressing her hair, making her relax so completely that she fell asleep. She woke up some time later, with Shawn kissing her forehead and calling her name:

-Forgive me for waking you up, my love, but we're in Toronto. I'd carry you, but I think we'd get a lot of attention, and at the moment it's not exactly what we want.- Shawn said jokingly.

- Did I sleep that much? - She asked, trying to fix the hair that escaped from the braid she'd made that morning.

- Don't worry, it's beautiful.- He took her luggage in one hand and the other rested on Rosaly's back, guiding her out of the plane. When they arrived at the end of the staircase leading to the Toronto airstrip, they were surrounded by paparazzi, journalists and fans everywhere. Rosaly did exactly what Shawn had said. She walked next to the security guard using dark eyeglasses, and was two steps behind Shawn, so all attention would be focused on him, and she would pass unnoticed to thousands of glances that turned to them as they passed. Rosaly admired Shawn's calmness in walking in the middle of that crowd of people with a smile on his lips, and always being nice and willing to take a picture or answer questions. She concluded that he had been in the middle of it for so long that he had learned to deal with that kind of situation. But, even so, she wondered if he didn't feel sucked in by so many people that wanted to approach him, touch him, know about his life. She had never asked him, but she imagined that it must be difficult for him to meet everyone's expectations, always be perfect and not disappoint the thousands of fans who seemed to see him as a semigod. They couldn't see that he was just a man who also had his bad days and his frustrations, they saw him as a superhero and so they didn't give him the right to make mistakes. That's why Shawn had almost a compulsive desire for organization, perfection for detail, and impeccability in his shows. And all that was also the cause of his growing anxiety, his moments of impatience and nervousness. And seeing him deal with it all in such a sensible and mature way made Rosaly admire him and love him even more.