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“Yeah, it’s all right, isn’t it?” I pull her case and put it at the end of the breakfast bar. “Do you want to get cleaned up?” I nod for her to follow me to my bedroom, dragging her case behind her.

“I am so pumped to be here.” She beams as we step into my room and I frown at the mess.

“Sorry.” I rush around trying to pick up the odds and sods and she waves me off.

“It’s fine, doesn’t bother me,” she says as she falls onto the bed and groans.

I lean against the door frame, warmness surrounding my heart. I’m so grateful to have her and Nora in my life. Nora has always been there, but Rue kind of fitted in like a missing jigsaw piece.

I have my girls and as long as I had them, I was rich in life.

“Go freshen up. There is space in my wardrobe if you want to hang some stuff up.”

“How long until we leave for Singapore?”

“We fly Monday.”

“Okay, so we have three days before we leave.” Her thoughts echo around the room as she sits up.

“I’m going to go make a tea. Do you want one?”

“I would love one.” She smiles, pushing from the bed and crouching in front of her suitcase. “Milky, one sugar, please.”

She answers my question before I even ask it. We drank mostly coffee in Monaco, so I had no idea how she takes tea.

“Okay.”

Pushing off the door frame, I walk towards the kitchen and look at the big metal clock—it’s past seven and Nora still isn’t home. I know she has so much shit going on with this whole Cowan situation and Kai. It’s not been nice watching it unfold. The rumours were speculating for a while and I think Kai knew deep down that it was true, but to physically be told you have no seat for the next season, well I can imagine it’s horrible.

He’s a good driver, he just doesn’t think his decisions through very well. I hate that he hasn’t got any back-ups, but the F1 market constantly changes and contracts fall through, so I am keeping everything crossed that he gets a seat.

Filling the kettle, I pop it on to boil and then scroll my phone for Nora’s number. She answers on the second ring.

“Babe, I am so sorry.” She sounds breathless, the sound of her office chair skating across the floor is loud in the background.

“No, it’s fine. Rue just got here and is unpacking. Just wanted to make sure you were okay, that’s all.”

“Yeah, I’m okay, just sorting out the press releases for Singapore. We’re going to be hounded, and I need Kai and Royce to be prepared.”

“Why Kai? Thought you only dealt with Royce?”

“Not anymore. Since this absolute shit show, Kai has now been dumped on me too.”

“Oh, hun.” I sigh, dropping a tea bag in each cup. “I know I don’t know much, but if you need any help, I am happy to slip in. It’s not like I am swamped constantly; my team take a lot of my workload now.”

I hear her sigh.

“Do you know what, I would really appreciate that. I know you’re off tomorrow, but maybe we can get some bits sorted over the weekend, just so I have a clear head ready for next week.”

“Yeah, of course.” I add the milk then top the mug full of the boiling water and let it sit for a moment.

“Thank you so much.”

“Never have to thank me, love. Now, pack up, we have dinner to eat.”

“Okay, okay, I am leaving in ten… If you’ve not heard from me by half past…” My eyes flick to the clock on the wall, that’s fifteen minutes. “Then call me.”

“Will do.” I laugh and cut the phone off as I stir in the sugar and strain the tea bag.