Madonna had quite a wild youth, partying, breaking hearts, alcohol and drugs.
There wasn't anything pleasurable that Madonna didn't try
She had travelled around the world, Eat starting to world class resturants to a common vendor parked by a random alley.
Many people always have lined up for her and Madonna was thrilled with each and everyone of them
Jewelries, fame, clothes, money and properties was poured on her feet.
But as all things everything shall rot.
With every additional wrinkle displayed on her face the lesser attention she recieve
Let's be honest.
No Man would ever love an old hag who acts like she's still young.
Still perhaps because of the effort and resources they already poured some still remained.
And among them Madonna had chosen one to settle herself with.
A humble baker who had a hobby on taking care of fishes.
He had introduced her taking care of aquatic animals and Madonna had been strangely captivated by cherry and blue shrimps.
For years while helping his husband with the bakeshop she had bsuy herself on breeding thos dhrimps.
With the upper floor of the building beign their house, the lower floor the bakery and the basement where the aquarium had reside.
Her body ache all the time, Her movements slower, the side effect on the wildnes of her youth finally surfaced.
"Do you regret marrying me? You could have had a better wife someone who can give you children"
"i dont have any regrets. All my dreams have come true madonna. I had you as my wife the prettiedt lady i ever met, i had my fishes, i had the bakery i couldnt ask for more"
"I loved you"
"I loved you more"
The two of them embraced together as they slept yet only one woke up.
Madonna had only realised she had truly loved that man when she found herself unable to throw away the already rotting piece of pizza slice he had saved for himself for the next day.
A Food left uneaten.
Madonna had continued working on the bakery, on the small hobby of fishes.
On the process she had met plenty of customers and had at times enjoyed watching them live their lives.
Now he understood the reason why this youths like to play simulation games.
Just like how she watch with enjoyment how the ugly blue shrimp fianlly breed enough into those irricadescent color.
"How have you been, Nay?!" The youthful customer that Madonna had watch grow up from a little girl into the blossoming age of twenties areive one day with an adorable little child in her arms.
"Remember me?"
"Of course" Madonna said her eyes still locked on the small baby girl.
Pale, Smooth and Beautiful.
Madonna had always like the womans beauty dhe had always tried to instruct her to whiten herself because it would suit her better
"Then you must have remember the idiot who i hanged around with Tisoy?"
"The pale boy with snot dripping down his face everytime?" Madonna spoke and the woman laughed.
"That's right. Him and I had crossed paths and before we knew it well" The woman spoke and showed the small baby girl forward, "We got this little angel"
"How fascinating." Madonna's eyes reflected the baby girl in front of her, "I wonder what she would look like when she grow up"
"My mother did tell me that she looks exactly like me when i was a baby she was a bit paler probably the only thing she inherit from his father" The woman chuckled and then she locked eyes with Madonna with a smile
"Nay, Your like a family to us. A second mother to me so if you don't mind would you like to join us on her baptismal?" She added