Made for me🖤

Part thirty eight.

Monae's POV

I wasn't supposed to be so eager to hear who she was to him because whatever relation they shared was bound to break my heart. But for an odd reason, I wanted to know, at least for confirmation that he actually did cheat on me.

Despite me being so eager, I was nervous and dreading to hear it, the truth hurts. And I ready to face the truth?

No—yes, yes I am. I deserve to know so I gave to be.

I flickered my eyes to Michele since he cut her off which I'm not surprised, it's his habit, with my hands still crossed over my chest, I cocked my brow at him.

"Sister."

At his reply, I blinked and broke into a bitter laugh.

Wait, do they actually think I am a fool to believe that old lie?

Well guys you can try harder than that.

She saw I didn't believe them, like who would? So she clarified it but not deeply. "Half sister actually." She added as she glanced at him.

I did too, I felt they were trying to make a fool out of me and saw him scowl while looking at her. "No you're not, you're my sister. I consider you as my full blood sister and I remember telling you that a lot of times."

I looked incredulously between the two, trying to find some resemblance between them at least. "Wait, what?" I felt so stupid for reacting like that initially but hey who wouldn't? And I'm still trying to process what they just said cause they don't look alike in anyway, uhm well expect their hazel eyes and well sculptured nose which I don't remember from where I've seen one like that.

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Sandwiched between the two half—scratch that full blooded siblings, I opened the bottled water and handed it to Michy who was eating his lunch, relishing it like always.

"He always told me but today I've finally had the opportunity to have a taste of the heaven my brother has been keeping away from me." Heidi commented while biting into one of the chicken shawarma wraps and of course with that never faltering smile she's had after the bomb they threw out there.

I've come to know she's his elder sister who's only a year older than him. She left the family, more like estranged from her family for a long long time after something going through a difficult and depressing phase in her life. For the sake of the happiness I saw on Michy's face as he stole occasional glances at her, I didn't prove further by asking her to go into details. I left it at that hoping she's one day going to be comfortable enough to tell me.

"Yeah right." He shot back with an eye roll, "as usual I'm blamed for everything." I felt his words had to do with me falsely accusing him of cheating an hour ago but he squeezing my thigh as if reading my thoughts, in assurance made me feel a little bit better. I'm still embarrassed and mad at myself though my actions were excusable.

"It was you who refused to visit me despite me asking you, no more like practically begging to see you after all these years but what did I get, no and now you're accusing me. I am so hurt."

His overly dramatic gestures earned him laughter from us and eye rolls. He took it in good faith and continued eating the food.

It was some minutes into the end of the lunch when we heard a knock on the door, his assistant entered and smiled politely at us then informed him of the meeting he's supposed to attend in three minutes before leaving to the venue which I presume is the conference room.