"Neverland Wasn't Meant to Be Shared"
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She was supposed to live a quiet life... or at least survive one. Born into 1959 with a mind that never quite fit the time, (name) learns early that the world she's in doesn't bend for girls like her. It presses, molds, corrects. A strict father, a watchful mother, three sisters who each pull her in different directions... and a house full of love that still feels too small for who she is.
Then there's Michael.
Just a boy at first. Skinny, soft-spoken, standing awkwardly in her yard asking if he can sit with her while she draws. He becomes her escape without either of them realizing it, late afternoons filled with music, cartoons, and dreams about flying far away from rules they don't understand. While the world begins shaping him into something bigger through the Jackson 5, (name) is the only place where he doesn't have to perform.
But what starts as childhood comfort doesn't stay that simple.
Michael grows, but he doesn't let go. Where she sees memories, he sees a future already decided. He talks about marriage like it's fact, about children like they already exist, about her like she's always been his. And the more the world pulls him away, the tighter he holds onto the one person who knew him before all of it.
The problem?
She never agreed.
Now caught between a time that demands obedience, a family that sees his devotion as perfect, and a man who has quietly built his life around her without asking... (name) has to decide whether she's stepping into something real...
...or being pulled into something she never chose.
Because to him, it's love.
But to her?
It might feel like something else entirely.
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This is a work of fiction and is not real. I just finished the new movie!! And I immediately wanted to write a fic about!!
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