"Growing up having racing at the centre of your family, isn't always as exciting as people think. My father lived and breathed racing, and almost died because of it.
I have always been in my brother's shadow, always known for being Romero's little...
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Lucia
I briefly got the chance to watch the podium. Knowing it would take a while for me to get ready with the stylists because I was lucky enough to be able to wear one of their main pieces for the runway, and it had to look perfect.
I wanted to look perfect, not just for Ferrari Fashion...
But because I was going to be standing by his side.
I couldn't feel prouder watching all 3 of them up on the podium. I watched Max receive his trophy for finishing 3rd. He smiled, raising it in the air; as he pointed down at me, I couldn't help but jump up and down for him.
"Lucia, we must go now, or you're going to upset all the stylists for being late."
Bella whispered next to me.
"Can't we just wait for a minute until the podium is over?"
Just as I had whisper yelled back, who I knew to be Charles' athletic trainer, Andrea bumped me as he and another Ferrari official stood just in front.
It looked like Andrea was in a very serious conversation, too, and I knew it was bad to eavesdrop, but I couldn't help myself.
"I told him to snap out of the bad mood; for Christ's sake, he came second behind Carlos, his teammate. He should not be upset."
"But why would he be acting like this?"
"Not a why, it's a who."
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't you hear him, he said he doesn't want to see this 'her' at the bottom of the podium, or he won't walk out"
"Do you think she is here?"
"If she had heard what he had said about her, then she wouldn't."
"Well, what did he say?"
"He was mumbling a lot, but he said something like, 'Why would Romero's shadow be at the podium if he didn't even place? Her father needs to keep a tighter grip on his runaway daughter.' And then something like, 'She isn't welcome here'. He was very upset."
I wanted to run as soon as the words came out of Andrea's mouth.
He really thought of me this way?
Suddenly, I heard them call out Charles' name on the podium. I didn't have time to tell Bella I was ready to go, I just turned and walked away. If he didn't want me there, then I would be.
I'll apologise to Carlos and Isa later. I just had to get out of here before he saw me.
As I pushed through the crowd with Bella holding my arm behind me so we didn't slip up, I felt eyes watching me. But I refused to turn around, I refused to see that smirk on his face. Like had one some battle, because I was leaving.
