February 22ᶰᵈ ─ 11:40 ᵃᵐ

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DIRTY DIANA AND JERMAINE JACKSON SPOTTED LEAVING PAISLEY BALL TOGETHER.

Janet sighed at the picture of them holding hands and ducking into Jermaine's car. She wondered if Michael had seen it.

"Janet." She whirled, it was Michael. He was wearing a white thermal shirt and gray boxers, a toothbrush in his mouth. "What are you doing?"

"Reading." She said, standing up from her bed, grabbing the magazine and handing it to Michael. "Have you read this?"

"No." Michael took it from her and examined the tabloid. "Wow. They've gotten close, quickly." He handed it back to her.

"And you're not upset that Jermaine isn't home yet?" She asked.

Michael scrunched his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

Janet sighed. "I think he's been with Diana all night."

She watched a dark look cross over his face, he backed out of her room in silence and disappeared down the hall.

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