It was a early morning. You feel Michael get up and get out of bed. You sit up and look at him. "Michael.." You say, rubbing your eyes. "Shhh...go back to sleep.." He says.

"What are you doing?" You ask, looking at him. "I'm going to take a shower.. And then I have to... Pack." He says, quietly.

"Pack for what?" You ask. "Tour, I leave today..." He says. You feel tears fall down your face. "Tour? You're going on tour. Why didn't you tell me?" You sob. He walks over and sits beside you. "I didn't want to make it hard, I was just gonna leave.." He says.

"Can I shower with you?" You ask, wiping your tears. You wanted to be strong, so it wouldn't so hard on him... Or the kids. He smiles at you and nods his head. You two walk to the bathroom.

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After the shower, Michael wanted you desperately. You had to be quiet this time since the kids were in the house.

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Soon.. Michael had to start packing. You get dressed and sit in the bed. "If it weren't for the kids... Would you let me go?" You ask. He shakes his head. "No, tour is very stressful. I wouldn't want to put you through that.." He says. You look down and nod your head. You feel a few tears falling down your face. He zips up his packed bag, before walking over and sitting beside you. He kisses your head.

"I'm so sorry for not telling you I was leaving.." He explains. You look at him and wipe your tears. "It's okay.., you thought it would make things better..." You say, quietly. "Did it? Or did it make things worse?" He asks you. "Worse.." You say. He looks down.

He kisses you a few more times before his alarm went off, meaning it was time for him to go. "I'll see you soon..." He says grabbing his bag. He walks out of the room and goes downstairs. He opens the front door and walks out, meaning that was the last time you'd seem him until the tour was over...