He was the greatest star the world had ever seen. Never had mankind ever witnessed such a celebrity, such power, such influence.

And more often than not, the broken man underneath was overshadowed.

the tabloids, the paparazzi, the rumours... they never seemed to stop, never ended, never abated.

And so, for him, God sent you. His girl, his protector, his home.

it was right after a 'Bad' performance when he had come back to his home, to you, exhausted, a despair around his kind eyes that seemed to be present more than ever recently. He said nothing much, only gave you a smile and kissed your cheek. but you knew.

something had happened.