The story of our trust

Fourteenth

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Kyara Wolff

I read the articles with shame and anger. In the meantime, I also thought of Pierre, who found out the truth. It shouldn't take much time for the others to figure out what's going on here either. But now it was my turn to work. I couldn't let the team down!

Marc was sitting in the garage with headphones on his head, and I was sitting on the chairs next to the track. The first competition of the weekend began, it became evening, the sun disappeared, everything became more exciting. Lewis and George ran good laps, but it still wasn't enough.

- Tell Lewis to push harder in the 3rd sector - I told Bono into the microphone. I was quite nervous, all my nerves were strained in Q3, but Lewis took the Pole Position. The Mercedes was going crazy, I looked at Marc, he was clapping his little hands. As soon as I could, I took his little hands and went with him under the podium where Lewis got out of the car and then jumped into the group's neck. Then he did something I never expected. He took my hand and pulled me in front of the cameras

- Because of her,  this team will be able to do everything this year! -  he said and pressed a kiss on my head, I blushed because I was happy to be here again, I enjoyed the adrenaline, I enjoyed that my 4-year-old son is enjoying life and getting to know what is most important to us, our family.

- Mommy! This is all so much fun! - said my little baby in her sleepy voice

- Yepp my love! We should go home -  I declared

- Yes, that would be nice - he said, then yawned a few more times. I smiled and started looking for dad

- We should go home - I patted his shoulder

- Let's find someone to take me home you and Marc too - said my super cool dad

- Then Lando will take us home, they must have finished..... - So, holding hands, me and Marc started walking towards Lando in the dark. Lando helped immediately, always. It was the same now, he finished, left everything behind and chose us. Walking towards his car, I saw the shadows of Charles and his girlfriend

- Alexa, let's go home - he told the girl, but she wasn't quite on top of the situation

- No, I still want to party.

- I told you to drink this much - Charles said then he took her by the waist and put her in the car

- Charles, I want to get out! -  she shouted. That's when Charles saw us.

- Hello! - he said and sighed awkwardly

- Hi Uncle Charles! - said Marc sleepily

- Hi little angel - he caressed his face and I smiled involuntarily

- Kyara! - Lando shouted from the other direction

- We have to go Charles, you were good -  I said and stroked the boy's hand, he looked into my eyes, Marc started to pull my hand, my chest rose, again I felt a feeling that I couldn't put away. I walked away without saying a word, Lando hugged my son, then I got into the black car and started caressing Marc's hand.

- Did everything go well?- asked the boy

- Yes, I'm sorry I failed that part of the race -  I said

- No matter, I'm glad Marc enjoyed today

- Me too - I said and looked at my son, who was already overwhelmed by sleep...

Lando walked us up to my hotel room. We walked quietly next to each other, Marc in his hand and my laptop in my hand. We were silent, tense silence. I opened the door, Lando walked in and put my son straight to bed.

- Thank you - I whispered quietly, then looked at the boy. His eyes were tired, but they were looking at my lips. He came closer to me.

- Kyara ... - he whispered, then grabbed my face and kissed me. It was a soft but emotional kiss. I knew I shouldn't, I knew it could mean the end of our friendship, but I kissed him back. I couldn't do more.

- Do you want to sleep here? - I asked in a whisper, and Lando shook his head

- It can't be, not yet -  he said, pressed a kiss on my cheek and walked out the door.

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I woke up in the morning feeling terrible. Marc got up very early, and today was race day. So I got dressed and went down to the restaurant where we were waiting for dad. Marc also got dressed as usual, then taking his small car in his hand, he took my hand and we started towards the elevator.

I got into the elevator, but then I saw the figure of Charles. He was wearing a red shirt and white pants.

- Uncle Charles! - my son exclaimed
- But it's nice to see, imagine mom bought me a red car, and I call it your car -  Marc told

- Hello! Hi Marc! - He told
- This is very cool - he said and looked at me
- You look great Kyara! - He told

- Thanks -  I blushed and got out of the elevator.
- What about your girlfriend  The poor girl behaved very strangely last night! -  I said ironically

- She just drank more alcohol than she needed -  he said, then grabbed Marc and brought him to the table. Marc looked a lot like his father, he had the same beautiful eyes as Charles. She was as beautiful as him. I was amazed that Charles hadn't noticed all this yet, or brought it up.
We sat down, Charles sat at our table, Marc sat across from him. I brought my son breakfast, then 2 coffees.

- You still remember how I like my coffee?! -  Charles said with a big sigh.

- Let's not discuss this now! - I said and looked at Marc

- What's wrong mom? -  he asked cutely

- Nothing...my  beauty! Just Eat! - I said, and suddenly my heart started beating fast. Pierre and Lando approached our table...

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