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Innocence

Anica felt like she was in a daze, her focus slipping away as her thoughts wandered to the most incredible—and inconceivable—aspect of her life. Here she was, attempting to study for her upcoming exams, but her mind kept drifting back to Michael Jackson. How could she concentrate on her studies when every thought was overtaken by the sheer impossibility of being connected to the most legendary pop icon ever to live?

Michael had been gone to London for only four days, but it felt like a lifetime. His absence only heightened the surreal nature of their brief but intense encounter. The memories of his mesmerizing brown eyes, his teasing smile, and the warmth of his touch were like a constant, intoxicating rhythm playing in her mind. Just thinking about him was overwhelming.

As Anica stared blankly at her textbooks, she felt the frustration of knowing none of the material was sinking in. "Gosh, how am I supposed to concentrate with him in my head all the time?" she muttered to herself. She slapped her cheek lightly, hoping to jar herself back into reality. "Focus, Anica. You have an exam to study for."

But before she could refocus, her best friend Caroline burst into the library, her face lighting up with mischief. "Oh my gosh, Anica! I've been looking everywhere for you!"

Anica's heart sank. She tried to smile, but it felt strained. "Caroline, I'm right here. I'm just trying to study."

Caroline's eyes sparkled as she plopped down in the seat across from Anica. "Oh, come on! I saw you staring into space. Something's definitely up. Spill it! Who's the mystery benefactor?"

Anica groaned inwardly. Caroline had been relentless about the auction's details, and her teasing had reached new heights. "I really can't talk about it right now. I need to focus on these notes."

Caroline leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Come on, Anica! You're making me crazy. Was it someone famous? A billionaire, maybe?"

Anica's mind raced. How could she even begin to explain that Michael Jackson himself had been the one who bought her at that auction? The thought was still too surreal to fully grasp. "Seriously, Caroline, I'm not in the mood for games. Can't we just stick to studying?"

Caroline finally relented, though her curiosity was far from satisfied. "Okay, okay. I'll drop it for now. But you have to promise me that when you're ready to talk, you'll spill all the details."

Anica nodded, grateful for Caroline's understanding. "I promise. Just give me a little time."

As Caroline continued to study in silence beside her, Anica couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation about the secret she held. In due time, she would reveal the truth to her best friend. But for now, she would bask in the knowledge that she was the keeper of a scandalous secret, one that had the power to captivate and shock those who were lucky enough to hear it.

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The exam had finally ended, and Anica let out a sigh of relief. It was a small victory that she hadn't unconsciously scribbled Michael's name somewhere on her test paper, despite the fact that he had been all she could think about throughout the exam. The irony of it all—how someone she'd barely interacted with had managed to take over her thoughts so completely—was both thrilling and unsettling.

She was caught off guard by her own reaction to his absence. It had only been a week since she last saw him, and yet she found herself missing him deeply—an emotion she was doing her best to suppress. It was strange how quickly she had become accustomed to his presence, even though their time together had been so brief.

As she exited the school, her two bodyguards approached her. Their presence was a constant reminder of how her life had shifted into a realm she was still trying to navigate. Despite their professional demeanor and polite interactions, Anica couldn't shake the feeling of awkwardness every time they were around. It was all so new to her, and she hadn't fully adjusted to the reality of having bodyguards.