As Michael watched on, Zara tried to put the thoughts together in her mind. Clicking on his former return video from six years ago, she looked at the phone in wonder as the images flashed across the screen. Once he hit the stage in the second clip, she pushed herself up off his lap. Standing, she couldn't stop looking at him as the video played on. She couldn't catch her breath and handed him the phone.
She strained to talk, barely shouting, "X! X!"
Michael finally realized in that moment what X meant to her. X was him all this time, Michael Maxxx aka X-Factor.
Pointing to the video and then to his chest, she grunted, trying to get her message across.
"Yes baby, that's me. You know that. You saw this with Paul and Nick." He stood up, grabbing her shoulders to look at him. "What's wrong? What's going on?"
