Michael is such a romantic
Brooke thought about what she had just read, “Make it up to Du tonight? He didn’t mean... no... Oh my goodness, he did. Hehehe...”
She opened the door to yet Mehr surprises. The pathway from the bedroom to the küche was lined with rose petals. As she walked into the küche she saw a surprise breakfast too. Pancakes; her favorite. As she was eating, Paris and Prince walked up to her, “Hey guys how are you?” Brooke sagte hugging them both.
“Daddy sagte to give Du a KISS when Du wake up,” Paris sagte as her and Prince kissed Brooke on her cheek.
“Aww thank Du so much. I Liebe Du both,”
“I Liebe Du too,” Prince said.
“No I do Prince,” Paris said
“Hey hey, Du both can Liebe me like I Liebe you. Listen, why don’t Du guys go play with your nanny and I’ll Mitmachen Du after I get dressed, huh?”
“Yay!” Prince and Paris sagte in unison.
Brooke spent the Tag playing with the children until Michael got Home at 5pm. When he got home, Brooke ran into his arms and kissed him, “Hi there beautiful, how’d Du like your little surprises this morning?”
“I loved them Michael. But not as much as I Liebe you,”
“Well then why don’t Du go get changed in to that sexy black dress of yours that I Liebe so much and meet me back down here in half an hour. I’m taking Du out tonight.”
“Okay then sweetie. Only if Du wear something sparkly.” Brooke said, giving him a quick kiss.
Once they were ready, Michael drove out to the most beautiful place Brooke had ever seen. Nothing but fields, filled with trees and flowers. They walked down a candle-lit path (prepared earlier Von Michael) to a big white gazebo with a picnic blanket lied down on the ground, covered in all of their Favorit foods. They spent hours there. Before they left, Michael pulled out a present from his pocket. Brooke opened the box to see a beautiful Gold chain halskette that summed up their life in six words, “Life is like a Liebe song.” Brooke was over-joyed and held Michael tight. When they got home, Michael carried Brooke to their bedroom, laid her down on the bed, kissed her and closed the door behind them so they wouldn’t be disturbed.
Part 8 coming up soon. Sorry it was a little short.
Michael wearing something sparkly
Young Michael
Jada
Practicing for the tour
He turned his head to look over at me. " Yes I will. I'm losing hope. And even if I don't, I might as well. I'm losing my daughter to some psycho, I got stabbed 3 times, there's no use."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Mom crinkled her eyebrows. " There's no use Summer. Du can't convince him that he isn't going to die." She said, no hope in her voice.
Dad was still awake, but he was Frozen in one position. His messy curly hair was tossed around and flat on the pillow. When I rubbed my palm over his, they were very cold. If Du think about it, you're actually not sure if he'll make it.
I rested my head on his chest, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't stand the fact the Dad could be leaving me too early...
