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neymar was back at training, so luara wanted to try some dresses on. she brought her mother, kaila, nadine, and rafaella with her, wanting the most important people in her life other than neymar to give their feedback.
neymar paid for her to browse through some of the most expensive bridal gown shops in paris. he wanted her to be able to choose from the best dresses in the world to make herself feel even more beautiful than she was, so the price to him didn't mean a thing.
the first dress luara had picked out was more focused around her curves, with a slit in the middle revealing her cleavage. it was white, with flower designs over her beasts and the torso, filtering out to the bottom bit. it had another large slit going down from her hip, revealing her left leg. it trailed along the floor behind her, but it was thin, and she wasn't sure.
she stepped out of the curtain, to the middle of the room where the four other women were sat. their eyes caught sight of her in the dress, and they all smiled at her.
"i'm not sure about it." luara shrugged, doing a spin. it was a beautiful dress, and she loved it, but for her wedding dress? she had doubts.
"you look beautiful, lu, but i don't think it should be for the main one." her mother started, looking over the dress on her daughter.
nadine hummed in agreement, "yeah, you look absolutely beautiful as always, princesa, but márcia is right. not for the main one."
"what about the one after the whole wedding? the reception?" rafaella suggested, pointing at her, an eager look on her face, "oh yeah. you want your main one, then you'll want something like that for the rest of the night."
ever since their talk the other day, kaila had been quiet, keeping to herself whenever something was mentioned about neymar, or both of them, or, like now, their wedding. she hadn't really contributed to the whole thing, just nodding, and saying she looked beautiful in whatever she chose. even though kaila's words were wrong, and harsh, luara couldn't help but feel a little saddened by it. after all, she still loved her best friend. she said if kaila continued, she'd take her back to her favela, but in truth, she'd never do that. she'd want the best for her still.
luara nodded, and glanced at kaila for reassurance, but she just glanced around, avoiding her eyes. rafaella noticed it too, since both nadine and márcia had began conversing about the wedding theirselves. márcia wasn't fond of neymar, but she sure enough loved and adored his family, as did his with márcia and luara.
eventually, luara gave up, and went back behind the curtain to pick out another option. the curtain was pulled back again, rafaella going inside with her.
"what's going on with kaila?" she asked, making sure she shut the curtain after her. she was confused as to why the once sisterly best friends didn't seem theirselves. or, someone didn't seem themselves.
luara sighed, "the other day she went on a whole rant about how i stole her spotlight of going on a date by telling her i was engaged. she wasn't very happy."
rafaella's jaw dropped in shock, and she spoke quietly, not wanting anyone to overhear, "what did she say?"
"she said i one-upped by by getting engaged. said i rub everything in her fucking face, even neymar." luara shook her head with a grimace, still not believing the words that had come out of her best friend's mouth, "apparently i only said yes because of the ring, and i don't care about him. he deserves better. i'd treat him right, we don't need you."
rafaella scoffed in disbelief. even she couldn't believe kaila said something like this. thinking back on it however, she noticed the times that whenever neymar came anywhere near luara her phone was being pulled out and she avoided him completely. she always thought it was to stay out of it, but she wasn't sure now.
"what did you say?"
"well, i told her the truth." luara shrugged, not feeling bad for what she said back, "told her i paid for everything she has. where she is right now, the apartment she lives in, her status, her money. because of me. because i'm her friend. she wasn't happy about that either, and she shut up."
rafaella raised her brows, shaking her head, "always been weird around neymar. i never thought that she could've been jealous that you have my brother and she doesn't. have you told him about it?"
luara quickly shook her head, pulling the dress off of her, hanging it back up as one she wanted, "no, he's never really liked her, i don't want him to say she can't come to the wedding."
"what, you still want her at the wedding, lu?" rafaella was bewildered at what she was hearing. at first, it was the fact that luara's best friend had had it out with her over her life, then it was the fact that she wanted neymar, and now it was that luara still wanted her at her wedding. she thought she was crazy.
"yeah. she's still my best friend, rafa." luara exhaled, flicking through the rest of the dresses hung up.
"well she can fuck off back to rio, i'm your new best friend."
"you're my best friend anyway."
rafaella placed her hands on luara's cheeks, "but i'm your new kaila, just not after your life or feeding off of you." she paused for a moment, cringing, "or after your man."
luara laughed, placing a kiss to rafaella's palm, and turning back to the dresses, "go, i think i wanna try this one on."
rafaella laughed too, pressing a kiss to her cheek and heading for the exit, "wishing you luck, gata."
