𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶 - 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓁𝑒𝓇𝒸

𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒶𝒸𝑜

today was the day, Katariina was outside the airport with her biggest suitcase smoking a cigarette, when she finished it she threw it at the floor and went inside. There she look at the screen that said the door she had to go, number 61 east side, taking her to Cannes, where she had to get a train to go to Monaco.

inside the plane she had to much time for herself, she did everything she could, watch a serie on netflix, some work, sleep, read, and go through her photos, they hurt her because most of them were Dimitri and her, at a caffe , club, at her apartment, at his apartment, kissing, smoking together, doing drugs together and a lot more, she tried to delete them, but at the end she just deleted some of the worst ones and conserved the oder ones, even if they hurt her they were still memories for the future.

"dear passagers please fasten your seatbelts we are going to land in Cannes, France in about 10 minutes, thank you" the pilot said, internally she thanked god for it because she couldn't stand being her one more minute.

When they landed, she went to get her suitcase and left the airport, lightning another cigarette. When she finished it she asked for a taxi, which got her to Monaco, in front of the Hôtel de Paris Monte-Carlo. After leaving the taxi she saw a group of people screaming for someone, who she supposed to be famous

"Charles!"
"charles on photo!"
"charles here!"
"Charles please!"

everyone was screaming, she didn't understand how someone can be that obsessed with another human, they were just that, humans. Without looking at the group she went inside of the hotel

"Bonjour, j'ai une chambre au prénom de Kateriina Raïkkönen" (hi, I have a room booked for Kateriina Raikkonen) Kateriina said in a perfect french, she studied in paris for some time, so for her it was very natural

"oui, votre chambre est la 981, merci" (yes, your room is the 981, thank you) the girl at the reception said to her giving the according key to her room

"merci" Kateriina said taking the key from the girl's hand and going upstairs in the elevator.

when she entered her room she was mesmerised, russia had a lot of luxurious things but this hotel was really surprising. After the long flight she was exausted but she got a bit of energy and got her phone out of her purse, dialling her fathers number.

after three beeps the other line connected

"hello?" her father said in a confused and a bit annoyed tone, Kimi Raikkonen wasn't someone for calls

"hey dad, it's me, Kateriina, I'm already at the hotel, just so you know" she told him, sitting on the luxurious bed

"perfect, if you want we can go and have dinner, we have a table booked, but I can tell them that we have a plus one" she was excited, it has been moths since the last time she has eaten with her family, and it wasn't in monaco, so she accepted the offer

"yes for me it's fine, do I have to dress formally or casual?" she asked, in case she showed up in jeans and a top when everyone was in dresses and suits

"formally, it's a really nice restaurant, Minttu loved it the last time we were here, so I surprised her with a dinner" he father said proudly, Kateriina wouldn't lie, she was a bit jealous of her father's relationship with Minttu, why couldn't she have that? "Can you come with a taxi or your own car? so it'll be a surprise for them" he said waiting for her answer.

she though about it for some seconds, she could rent a car, or just get a taxi, like her father said "yeah of course, I'm gonna rent a car so I can move around the city this week"

"perfect then at 21:00 at the restaurant blue bay, see you later darling, i love you" her father said, surpraising her with his las word, he hasn't told her in a lot of time