Chapter Twenty Three

“We are here today to honor the memory of Stacey Korman. Stacey was a bright young actress and she was only nineteen when she was killed. Her boyfriend Justin Timberlake, is here to give her eulogy,” the pastor said, stepping aside. As I walked up to the podium, tears filled my eyes and I didn’t bother holding them back.

"Stacey was a bright, beautiful young woman and she had barely begun living when she died. This is really hard because Stacey and I were fighting at the time of her death. The fight was my fault because I overreacted when I saw her with Ryan Phillippe.” I looked over at Ryan, who was sitting in the second pew. He looked ashamed.

“I guess in some way I blame myself for her death. If she hadn’t tried to save me, she would be alive and maybe she would be here speaking about me instead of vice versa.” I choked back sobs. Then I took a deep breath and tried to continue.

“Stacey was an orphan and she hardly trusted anybody which made it hard for us to be together. A lady by the name of Judy Brown took Stacey in and helped develop her talent. Judy also happened to be the manager of my group N SYNC. When Judy first introduced us, Stacey hated me."

“It was love at first sight for me and eventually, she began to open up and during the filming of 10 Things I Hate About You, Stacey fell in love with me. At the time, she was sixteen, I nineteen. Stacey and I spent the night together which resulted in Judy kicking Stacey out of the house.”

“Naturally she came to me and she became a backup dancer for N SYNC. I knew how much Stacey loved to act, so Lance and I got her a part in Romeo and Juliet. I saw her with Ryan Phillippe and I freaked.”

“We stopped talking to each other. the very last words she said to me were I love you Justin. I held her as she died.” My voice was barely above a whisper. I saw my bandmates in the first pew. Their faces mirrored my own. Stacey had been like a little sister to them.

“Stacey was a bright young woman and her life was tragically cut short so mine could go on. I loved her deeply and she will never ever be forgotten.” I finished and stepped down from the podium. Friends and family surrounded me but nobody really knew Stacey. She wouldn’t get the remembrance she truly deserved.

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