Dear Diary

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Rose Ferrari

Even as an elementary school student, I already knew that I would be the girl who would always be recognized everywhere. In the beginning, it was still quite interesting and good that wherever we went on holiday with my family, people always took pictures of us. We have never had peace of mind and have always lived in front of the media for this reason.
In rethinking, however, at the age of 24, there was sometimes a good side to becoming famous. For example, I got free products from bigger companies and was always official for the latest fashion shows. And I don’t even have to talk about being able to meet because of my name
with the greatest love of my life with Jules. Well, yes. It's been 7 years since we're not among us. I’ve been wearing black for 5 years and when I see a couple in love I get sick. But why? After all, I should step out of this terrible way of life to give my parents the greatest advice and teach. After all, young people ...

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Italy was everything to me. My family has grown into who we are now. And the Maranello i F1 building was my favorite. I sat in my dad’s office and looked at the papers. There were bills and checks. Lots of checks. I was always happy to help Dad in the office because I could be close to what Jules loved. For racing. For speed and cars. The red cars were so iconically placed throughout the hall that it was perhaps my second home. So I looked at the checks and there were quite a few of them.

-Daddy! What are these many bills? And why is it so expensive? , --I asked my father. My dad took off his glasses and turned to me in front of his laptop

-Leclerc always crashed his car,-- Dad muttered

-You mean, like, the newcomer ?

-Yes Rose, that's exactly him. He has an accident in every race and he's getting tired of it ... But he's a good racer, --Dad finished the sentence.

-Even that he was a good racer...:(, I whispered to myself

-What do you say ,Rose?

-Nothing, Dad, except that I’d rather take a break now if I wasn’t in trouble and walk around the building, --I told him when my dear dad let go for a while.

I would rather call it a sudden upheaval the idea that came to my mind the moment I got up from my desk and headed for Charles LECLERC’s room. I took great strides to see as soon as possible the pilot who is losing all the money to my father and the big Ferrari company. Charles wasn't in his room so I was forced to look for him. I heard him scolding his coach from the glass-walled gym.

-Andrea, you can't ask me for this! Can't you see I'm going to die soon--? said Charles hysterically

-That's why you need to make another set! Come on, Charles, you're not a baby !, --instructed his coach

At that time, however, I didn’t want to wait any longer and I opened the glass door and then soon a good scent mingled with an Armani Perfume. The two men looked at me with surprising faces, they may not have known I was at first, but my brown curls betrayed my dad in their minds.

-Rose, what are you doing here? --asked Andrea who was also blessed with the Ferrari surname. I don't deny it, because he's my cousin.

-I'm here because of Charles! Do you know how much money it hurts us to fund your little accidents? , --I looked questioningly at the boy who was also questioning me, but I had to notice how muscular his upper body was for Leclerc.

-Don’t get mad, but I don’t even know who you are, --Charles said and that sentence surprised me a lot. I got a little very nervous and carried it towards Andrea

-Tell him who I am! ,-- I instructed my cousin who tried not to laugh at himself

-Chares, this girl Alfredo Ferrari's daughter-- Leclerc looked at me a little surprised

-Now that we've clarified this, I'll give you some good advice! Don’t poke your nose into Daddy’s stuff and let the big ones do these things,-- Charles said, then flashed out the huge and charming smile that every fan has there.

-You know what? Go to hell! , --with that I pressed the bills to his chest and slammed the door behind me

I took big breaths as I got out of the room and tried to get out of sight so they wouldn’t see me. I never understood a boy, so why is Charles so full of himself and why isn’t there a little humility in him? ... I haven't really had a deal with boys since Jules' death, and I've been out of work and out of work, because it was a very long mourning for me. I hated Charles Leclerc and everything he did.

I couldn’t imagine anything worse than having to accept this pilot who’s in Jules ’place right now. If you’re already so shitty racing you should be put out. Not a bad idea ...

So much nervousness was out of my day that day as my mom and I were official at the fashion show for Gucci’s latest collection and I had to get ready for it. I put on a beautiful black dress that just fit the set that was on the spot. I sat down in our first row seat, which just had a good view of the performance. I was looking through familiar faces with my eyes, because since I am also a famous person, I know a lot of person in Italy.
Then I could smell a familiar Armani perfume in the air and then a taller man appeared surrounded by a lot of people. He had a pen in his hand to hand out autographs. Then he sat down next to my mother.

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@roseferrari

Gucci night 🥵

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