---The Next Day---

~Jada's POV~

I wake up to my mother, shaking me lightly as I open my eyes.

I rub my eyes and realize she's saying something to me.

"Huh? What?" I yawn.

"Come on, sweetie. You should probably go get a change of clothes." Mom says as I sit up on the couch.

"Are you sure? I don't wanna leave you alone here if you're not okay." I say.

"Sweetie, I'll be fine. I appreciate your thought though." She chuckles.

"Okay. I'll drop in after rehearsals to see you." I say, grabbing my keys off the coffee table as I get off the couch.

"Okay, sweetie. Have fun! Love you." She says, kissing my cheek.

"Love you, too. Bye." I say, kissing her cheek.

I walk out the door and hop into my car. I pull out my cellphone and try to turn it on but it doesn't work.

"Ugh! I'll just charge it at rehearsals." I sigh, starting the car and driving away.

--At Home--

I drive up to the house and frown as I see sirens. There's an ambulance in front of the house, as well as a cop car.

I get out of my car and shut the door, running over to one of the ambulance driver as he pulls a stretcher out of the back of the ambulance.

"What's going on? Is my husband okay?" I ask, panicking as the man looks at me with sadness in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Jackson.. We received a phone call saying that your husband has gone into cardiac arrest." He says before running inside with the stretcher.

"What?" I whisper.

I run inside and see them coming downstairs with Michael on the stretcher with an oxygen mask on his face.

"Michael. Oh, Michael. Please, stay alive." I sob as I watch them run outside, pulling him on the stretcher.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid you can't go into the ambulance with him, but you can follow us to the hospital if you'd like." One of the other ambulance drivers says, walking up to me.

"I-Is my husband going to be okay?" I sob with tears streaming down my face.

"Probably not. I'm so sorry. But we can hope for a miracle." He says, walking away.

"Ugh! Why, God? Why?!!" I scream, kicking and punching the wall.

Suddenly, Dr. Murray comes over and I glare at him.

"You did this." I whisper.

"What are you talking about?" He chuckles.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about! You did this! You made my husband go into cardiac arrest! You're trying to kill him! How did you do it, huh? How?" I scream at him.

"First of all, he's not your husband. You two got a divorce, remember?" He chuckles.

"I don't care. In my mind, he's my husband, who I love more than anything besides our children and grandchildren!" I say.

I storm out to my car and get in and start it.

I start to follow the ambulance and eventually we get to the hospital.

I rush in and follow the doctors that take Michael into a room.

"Ma'am, you'll have to leave the room while we try to bring your husband back the best we can." The doctor says, pushing me out of the room.

"Please, don't anything you can to bring him back. I can't live without him." I sob and he nods.

"We'll do the best we can." He sighs before closing the door.

I stand there, staring into the little window on the door as tears stream down my face while they do CPR on Michael.

Then, I think about the last thing he said to me.

"See you tomorrow." His voice replays in my head over and over and over again.

I find myself getting drowsy and before I know it, I'm on the floor while my head spins around as nurses and doctors nearby come rushing over to me.

"Keep him..alive.." I whisper before everything goes black.

---Minutes Later---

"Mrs. Jackson? Mrs. Jackson? Can you hear me?" A nurse says as I open my eyes.

Everything's blurry so I blink a few times until my vision is clearer.

"Huh? What happened?" I ask, sitting up.

"You passed out, ma'am. Here, have a drink of water. It'll help you feel better." She says, passing me a paper cup.

"Thank you." I mumble, taking it.

Then, I remember..

"Oh my gosh! How's Michael? Is he okay? Did they bring him back? Where is he?" I ramble and the nurse shushes me.

"Please, calm down. You don't want to harm your child with this extra stress." She says and my eyes widen.

"My child? What do you mean?" I frown.

"You didn't know?" She gasps.

"What?" I frown.

"Mrs. Jackson, you're pregnant." She says.

"What? How do you know about this when I don't?" I gasp.

"We ran some tests on you and one of them was for pregnancy and it came back positive." She says.

"Can I see my husband now?" I sigh, rubbing my forehead.

"I'll go see if you're allowed." She says, getting up but I grab her wrist.

"Please, take me with you." I whisper with tears in my eyes.

She sighs as she looks down and then she nods as she looks into my eyes again.

She helps me up and we walk to where Michael's room is.

"I'm sorry but she can't go in right now. It'll be too stressful for her and her baby." The doctor says to the nurse as we approach the door and he blocks it.

"Come on, she's gonna find out sooner or later." The nurse sighs.

"Find out what? What's wrong with my husband?" I asks, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Please, let us in." The nurse says and the doctor sighs.

"Fine." He sighs and opens the door.

I walk in and gasp when I see Michael, eyes closed, laying on the hospital bed with all the equipment around him.

I run over to him and kneel beside him.

"I'm so sorry. I'll leave you alone to say goodbye." The nurse says as she and the doctor leave the room and close the door behind them.

"No, no, no, no. No! This can't be happening! NO!!!" I sob as I shake him.

I stand up and let all my tears out as I stare at his lifeless body.

"No, Michael! Please, come back! There's so much left in our future! What about our new baby? What about the tour? What about your fans? What about our grandchildren? What about our daughter's wedding? You're supposed to walk her down the isle." I sob as I look down at his face.

I move his curls away from his face and place my hand on his forehead. Its cold.

"How am I gonna survive without you? I don't know what I'm gonna do without you, Michael. I love you so much. I can't go on without you!" I sob.

I kiss his forehead and hold his cold hand.

"Mrs. Jackson? Your children are here." A voice says from the door.

"Okay." I sigh.

Before I know it, all my children are in the room. This includes, Jedell, Rylee, Josh, Tommy, Christian, Ashley, Hope, and Nick.

"Oh my god. Why?" Jedell and Christian sob.

"Dad, we love you. We need you." Rylee sobs.

I sit in the corner and stare at absolutely nothing as my children sob and hold onto each other.

"Mom?" Rylee whispers, coming over to me.

"Your-Your sibling..." I stutter quietly.

"What? What do you mean?" Rylee frowns.

"Your new sibling...is gonna..grow up without a father.." I whisper and she gasps.

"Mom, are you.." She trails off and I nod, closing my eyes as tears escape them.

She sobs as she holds me in her arms and I sob into her chest.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your mourning your loss but um, we're gonna have to take him to the morgue to do an autopsy for the cause of death." The doctor says.

"O-Okay." I stutter.

I watch as they take away the love of my life and my children crowd around me as we all sob.

A/N: Hey everyone. This isn't the end of the book just yet. There's still 1 or more chapters left. Thank you all so much for reading my book. You're all so great and I love you all from the bottom of my heart.

I'll update again soon!

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