oh, then they sang my favorite song, “Every Night.” The song that I felt was Jackson’s and my anthem. I was sure they wouldn’t perform it. It wasn’t a song that was ever played on the radio, but it was one of those songs that spoke to me. That put into words all the emotions I felt when Jackson took me in his arms. “Our song,” he whispered in my ear. When I didn’t pull away like I probably should have, he drew me closer. His hand glided up and down my back as we swayed to the music like we were the only ones in the crowd. I felt like someone had watered me after a drought. I clung to him like
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