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The sun is awake and breathing. Adira's crusty eyes—drowned by the leftovers of her sleep—take in the waves crashing on the beach, the footsteps still left in the sand from nighttime rendezvous, and the bristle of the trees as their leaves flirt with the wind. A chill rips through her body, and she pulls her robe tighter.

"Baby, you okay?"

She turns, smiling when her eyes land on him. His honey hair is tousled. He groans, fisted hands rubbing his eyes. His pyjamas hang low on his waist, proudly flaunting his defined V to the world. Licking her lips, she says, "I'm good. So good."

His lips curve, eyes squinting to look at the sun encasing her in a golden bubble. Her blonde hair flurries in the wind, and her blue eyes seem to glow against her pale skin. Coming to stand in front of her, he reaches out, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her face close. "You look so beautiful like this," he mutters, rubbing his nose against hers.

She flushes. "I look like shit. I just woke up."

Adira had a hard time accepting compliments, Justin'd learned. She was one of the most beautiful women on the planet and could barely stand the word beautiful. "You're gorgeous."

She hadn't quite heard that since her mother passed. "Look at my gorgeous baby girl," she'd always say, her trembling hands reaching out to clutch Adira's. Adira would bite her lip as she took in her frail mother in her hospital bed. Her mother—the strong woman who had chased butterflies with her and spun her around in their yard—lay with a smile adorning her sickly features, her breathing erratic, and her eyes sunken and dark.

She buries her nose in his neck. "Fuck off."

He laughs, and she admires his eyes crinkling, barely able to wrap her mind around how safe and secure Justin makes her feel, like her problems vanish into the clouds when his cold fingers are tracing her back like this and his breath fans her neck.

It almost wasn't real. Justin Bieber was long held as the heartthrob of the century. From the age of 15, he was thrown from a small town in Canada into the world of fame and power. She remembers the first time meeting him with his then-on-brand hair swoop at a charity concert. He was singing Baby for the crowd, and she rolled her eyes at the cocky grin playing on his lips as hundreds of girls screamed and cried at the mere sight of him. He reached out into the crowd, touching the chin of a girl proudly holding her Marry Me Justin sign to the sky. The crowd interrupted in more tears and screams, and Adira was almost surprised she wasn't left deaf.

She didn't see much of him after that, but his face was a mainstay in articles calling him "uncontrollable" and "wild," like the infamous pissing in the bucket. It was a stain they both had in the common, so she talked herself into reaching out to him. The new woman he seemingly held off his arm every other day taught him the world of sweet talk, and she fell for him. Hard. Her world had become enraptured by the late-night whispers in each other's ears, jetting her across the world, sending her those morning messages to remind her how special she was, and loving and adore every inch of her, like he would never be able to get enough. Each word he spoke to her felt like a sacred secret between the two of them.

Then the bomb—he stopped taking her calls, and Seen seemed permanently etched to her blue bubbles. Much wasted tears and ice cream later, he achieved what she thought impossible and shattered her heart into unfixable pieces when she saw the headlines: Mr. Bieber had shocked the world with his surprise marriage to Hailey Baldwin. She felt almost betrayed, but she knew better. She knew Justin always kept her at arms length, as if he never truly wanted the intimacy she craved, as if he was preparing her for the hurt, because nothing good lasts forever. She might have fared better with a warning, but she and Hailey hardly spoke outside of when they hung out with Amala, and Justin had made himself clear.

The truth hit her with an unexpected rush. The happiness and love that had completely encased her when she was with Justin had vanished, and Zayn had proven himself perfect to fill the void.

Praying history didn't repeat itself, the mood had noticeably dropped.

Justin reaches back, brows furrowing as he sees the frown on her face. "What's wrong? What're you thinking about?"

"When you fucking ghosted me."

Taken aback, he blinks for a few seconds. "Adira . . ."

She sighs, pushing her nose back into his neck. Her voice is quiet with her next words. "I know I'm fucking ruining our little bubble. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just . . . It came to my mind. I'm scared, Justin. I'm so happy right now. I couldn't handle you leaving like that again." Her lip trembles. "I'm sorry."

Justin remembered every moment he spent with Adira. He remembers buying her flowers before every date, finding out she was allergic to chocolate when he attempted the cliché roses and chocolate for Valentine's Day, and pressing light kisses to her shoulder as he held her naked body. "Don't be sorry, baby. I should be sorry. I shouldn't have put you through that shit. I was scared. Scared of what I felt for you. Scared that I wasn't in the right state to be the best person I could for you. I wanted you to find someone better."

He kisses her face, and her eyes squeeze shut. "I would've been there for you, you know? I was a wreck, too, and I'm just sick of people pretending they're in my head and know what's best for me. You were best for me. You should've talked to me."

"I didn't want to put that shit on you, Adira. Then I, you know, I met Hailey when I was finally getting clean. I felt so fucking unstoppable, then I saw you got back with that fucker, and I wanted to spite you, I guess. Get the one up on you. I proposed to her after that." He pauses, breathing out, eyes searching the ocean for a distraction. "That sounds so shitty out loud. I did love her in the moment, I think. I don't want to take away what I felt for her, but I would be a fucking liar if I said why we got married was completely for love on my end. My feelings grew, though. I completely devoted myself to her, you know? I was ready to do that for the rest of my life."

"I'm sorry about everything that happened, Justin," she says, kissing the cross on his chest.

"I'm not. Thank God I'm here with you right now. It's going to be beautiful, baby."

The entire world disappeared as the sun glowed above them.

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the human body is crazy!! watching my body change and grow with my perfect little human is the most amazing experience of my life. i have a new appreciation for my supermom and all the other amazing moms out there 🥰 very tired and desperately need a vacay to relax w christian and enjoy our angel but incredibly grateful to be living this life!

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@biebrsxpeace

justin better than me i would've told

christian and hailey to go to hell

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@adirasfroot

now why is adira interacting with h*iley

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@adirashabits

i know that fat ugly stink breath rat

christian did not suggest the maldives

knowing damn well that's where justin

and adira are right now

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@adirashabits

adira is too fucking nice

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@lovepainkillerx

justin and dira piss me off bye

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@adirashabits

how do i get my dog to stop humping

my leg wtf

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@NEEDYADIRA

h*iley really can go to hell at this point

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@bigfuckingal

trying to convince myself i'm okay rn.

so hard.

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@drewsattack

can h*il*y take the bieber out of her

usernames already imagine how tired

we are

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@adoreneedy

the way my tl is just people censoring

the ex wife's name

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@jaxsonfilmz

I literally don't stan any of them but this

Adira/Justin/Hailey drama is so

interesting. Don't even get me started

on Adira/Amala/Zayn 😩

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@FLYNNRUNS

vicky and mikey need to get on adira

ass bc why is she in that woman's

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