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Chapter 13

Songs for this chapter:

-Right where you left me-Taylor Swift
-The Great War-Taylor Swift

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Kylian's Pov

"Why is everyone here? It's not like she knows many people in her life and i bet they're only here to take pictures with you." Alana whispered at me during the funeral we held for her mother, after she was buried. "You can clearly see Tatie and her friends is the only one that read prayers for her."

Alana has been acting really strange since yesterday when i picked her up from her house. I need to break into her bedroom, since she was sleeping with the locks on and blasting a very loud music in her ears. She was completely looked like a dead person yesterday, with a bloodshot eyes and empty gaze, Alana doesn't show any emotions upon her mother's death. We came to Bondy right away that night and she only looked at her mother's face once for the last time before she requested the burial traditions to be held as soon as possible. It's just Alana Marquez thing with her own emotional manipulation.

Since our mothers are Muslims, there won't be any grand Funeral after the burial, so we keep it simple by inviting a few of their friends to recites the prayer or remembering her presence by giving out a eulogy. Alana and I were sitting at the back of the room with my brother, Ethan. Then, there was a knock from the front door and Alana is not in a good mood to welcome the guests, so i walk outside and surprisingly it was someone i didn't thought would come.

"Leyna, please get inside." She smiles at me and scans the house to look for Alana. I escort her to the place where Alana was and i ask Ethan to get away from there, so they could have a privacy together.

I've heard about what happened yesterday and i feel so guilty for ruining their precious friendship. I did not think this far that my stupidity is going to cost Alana her best friend. That day where i went to catch Leyna and explain everything to her, she was furious at me. Leyna never expects i will lie to her about my real identity in order to gain a sincere friendship from her. Leyna is the only person who truly saw me as Kylian. Whenever Leyna's around, i don't feel the need to carry Mbappé's name on my back and be the normal Parisian guy who can walk around the neighborhood, counting all the blue and red car that passed by with Leyna. It was all fun and games until i realized i've hurt her.

Alana and Leyna were still talking with each other, so i decides to play with my phone to monitors the updates from my team's group chat. I take a look at Neymar's message notifications from the group chat and realized something, his presence was nowhere to be found here. I thought Neymar is going to be there for her just like the time where Alana first discovered about her mother's blood cancer. Even if they're having a fight right now, Neymar won't be that heartless to leave Alana all alone during hard times like this. I walk inside Alana's room to get away from the noise and give Neymar a quick dial.

"What's up?"

"Did you fight with Alana?"

"She told you that?"

"Answer my question."

"She'll no longer work for me, i fired her yesterday. Alana is better off without me, Ky."

I curse at him without sounding a word. This is why Alana has been acting really strange since yesterday. She kept receiving a lot of bad stuffs happening to her. The only way to keep Alana from breaking down is to shut her own emotions and ignore everything to pretend like all of those things never happened.

"Her mother's gone."

He went silenced, "How is she?"

"No tears on her face."