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Not So Secret Anymore

Michael should've known better. His sisters were experts at sniffing out secrets, and this time was no different. He had a feeling their extended stay wasn't because they missed him—it was to uncover whatever mystery he was hiding. And there was no stopping them now. Stubborn, persistent, and way too clever for their own good, they were going to figure out all about Anica.

After a breakfast that felt like a marathon of torture for him, he noticed their eyes on him. He was barely keeping his head up, sleep-deprived and sluggish from last night. His sisters, on the other hand, were having the time of their lives watching him suffer.

Katherine, their mom, was the first to comment, "Michael, honey, you look like you haven't slept in days. Are you feeling alright?"

Michael gave a tired smile, trying to play it cool. "I'm fine, Mom. I just overdid it at the gym last night." He forced a cough, hoping it would sell his little white lie. But his sisters? Oh, they weren't buying it at all.

Janet and La Toya exchanged knowing looks, their grins slowly spreading across their faces. Michael could feel it—the teasing was coming. He needed to act fast.

He dragged them to a corner after breakfast, desperate to get ahead of whatever plan they had cooking. "Alright, you little rascals," Michael began, trying his best to sound stern but failing miserably. His exhaustion made it hard to be serious. "I know you're up to something."

La Toya's face lit up with a fake look of innocence, while Janet just blinked, feigning confusion. "Us? Up to something? Whatever do you mean, dear brother?" La Toya teased, batting her eyelashes dramatically.

Michael rolled his eyes. "Come on, I know that look. You two are plotting something, and I'm not falling for it."

Janet bit her lip to suppress a giggle. "Plotting? Us? Never. We just thought you looked a bit tired, that's all. Maybe you need more sleep, hmm? Or... is there a reason you've been up all night?" Her tone was playful, but the implication was clear.

Michael felt his stomach drop. Oh no, they knew.

La Toya, now grinning ear to ear, chimed in, "Maybe it's the 'exercise' you did last night, huh? That sure explains why you look like you could collapse at any second."

"Or..." Janet raised an eyebrow, barely containing her laughter. "Maybe there's a certain—someone keeping you awake?"

Michael froze. How did they know? He tried to keep his cool, but his silence only confirmed their suspicions.

"Ha! I knew it!" Janet squealed, clapping her hands together. "So, who is she?"

"A celebrity?" La Toya's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Is it Tatiana? You've been seen with her a lot."

"Or Naomi Campbell? Oh, Michael, don't tell me!" Janet teased, leaning in with a grin. "Is it Brooke Shields? Madonna? Whitney Houston?!"

Michael groaned, burying his face in his hands. His sisters were having way too much fun with this. "It's not like that!" he tried to protest, but they weren't listening.

La Toya leaned closer, whispering dramatically, "I bet she's still here, isn't she? Is she hiding in your room?"

"Come on, Michael, just tell us already!" Janet added with an exaggerated pout. "You never bring girls home, so this must be serious!"

Michael sighed heavily, realizing there was no way out. His sisters could be relentless when they were on a mission, and right now, their mission was to embarrass him to death.

"She's not here, okay?" he finally blurted out, throwing his hands up in defeat. "She left this morning."

And that's when all hell broke loose. Janet and La Toya erupted in squeals, clapping their hands and jumping up and down like they'd just won the lottery.