better than winning

18 | Drake

"Celine?", I look up to Celine who's reading her book. We're currently in the lobby of the boutique, waiting for Avery and Thea to arrive. We were sitting, well I laid on my back with my legs dangling off the edge of the couch.

"Yes, Nayla?", she didn't lift her eyes of her book. "Is there anything weird I should know about the will? Like conditions or something?" I ask her, bored not knowing what I should do. I fumble with the bandage of my hands wanting to take it off.

This bandage is suffocating my hand so much

"Did you know that Mr. Hawthorne changed it three times?", she offered and I took it gladly, "Tell me more." She still didn't lift her eyes of the book. "I actually told you this with Alisa in the hotel room." she caught me. "I have a terrible memory.", I give her an excuse, "Now tell me again."

"In the first will almost everything would be donated to charity. The brothers would get even less. He wrote that will before they were even born."

She had my attention, "What? Are you joking? What was in the second?" "The second will changed when you were four. You would have inherited half a billion dollars, two apartments, one in Monaco and one south France and all the vehicles in his name. The conditions to inherit would be the same." her voice kept the same elegant softness throughout the whole conversation.

"Why'd he do that" I ask as if Celine knew everything, which she most of the times did. "I don't know." her eyes still don't leave the page.

"Cee, when are they arriving.", I groan annoyed and impatient. "Alisa texted me that they are on their way."

"Do you know what dress you want yet?", she distracts me. "I don't know yet. What colour should I wear?" Celine doesn't take a second to think, "Blue. I've been dying to see you in a blue dress. It would go along so well with your chocolate hair and blue eyes."

I open insta, "You think so? Wouldn't the dress wash the blue in my eyes out?" Celine insists, "The right blue won't, trust me."

"You should definitely wear black one." Celine chuckles, "This isn't a funeral, Nay. I already decided on a dark red dress." Her eyes finally left the page. She took her phone out, "Wanna see- Oh Alisa just texted they're here."

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"Green." Thea pulled an evening gown from the stand. "An emerald tone, matching your eyes." "My eyes are hazelnut brown," Avery said soberly. She turned away from the dress Thea held up to the saleswoman.

"Do you have something less low-cut?" "You prefer more high-necked cuts?" the saleswoman asks "Something that covers my collarbone," She said with a quick glance to Alisa.

And her seams.

"You heard Miss Grambs," Alisa said firmly. "And Thea is right - bring us something in green." The woman sighed and turned to me, "Okay. Did you already know what you want to wear?"

I scroll through the designs on the tablet she gave me, I sigh, "No." I looked up to Celine. "Where did you get your dress from Cee?" She paused, "Niko designed it." She looked at her clock. "Nay, if you can't find a dress here we have to get it somewhere else after the training session. Brian told me that we only have the track between 12:00 and 15:00"

"I'll see for a dress online." I get up off the couch, "I wanna drive, Celine. I found my drivers license from last year." Celine chuckles, "I thought you hated to drive suvs?" I hold my keys for my senna up, "That's why I have people that move my cars around."

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avery pov

We found a dress for me after Nayla and Celine left. The paparazzi shot their pictures while Oren led us back into the SUV. As we drove off, he glanced in the rear-view mirror. "Everyone buckled up?" I am. Thea next to me was just there.