I took a deep breath as I allowed the crew people inside my late husband's and I home. I nervously guided them through the living room.
I sat down slowly and carefully into my late husband's favorite chair. I smiled to myself as I got comfortable in his chair, inhaling his manly scent that still remained there.
I snapped out of my thoughts, and motioned for the interviewer to sit down.
"Oh please, sit down." I motioned at the couch.
She sat down and got her microphones ready and things. I fidgeted with my hands nervously as the people got ready.
"Would you like anything to drink, or something to eat?" I asked, standing to my feet.
"No, thank you." The interviewer smiled warmly causing me to sit down.
It was my first time in five years have I talked about my husband. The people had been asking me for years, for the interview. But I just wasn't quite ready.
But now, I'm ready. I decided that it was time to release all the things that has been pent inside of me for five long years.
"Are you ready, Mrs. Shakur?" The interviewer asked me.
I tucked a loose strand of hair, behind my ear before responding.
"Yes. I'm ready."
The director raised his hands counting down.
"Hello, my name is Aaliyah Shakur."
And this is the Untold Love story of Aaliyah and Tupac Shakur.
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I have been silent for a while, and I thought about it for a second. I'm going to tell the story, our story. My name is Aaliyah Haughton Shakur, and this is the Untold Love story of Aaliyah and Tupac Cover by Colorful-Me