Chapter 11

MARIANELLA

We were packed and ready to fly, it is a Friday morning, as the flight from Seattle to Valencia - Spain is 14 hours long, and we need to be there for the first family dinner.

Needless to say I am a nervous wreck about it, I could hardly put anything in my stomach over coffee, unlike my sister who almost swallowed everything she saw in front of her.

She is eager, smiling like never before, I don't know if she is already playing the happy girlfriend since now, or if the idea of facing our family puts her in such a good mood like that.

For me, I would have put on the first outfit I saw in front of me, we are going to be stuck for hours on the private jet, I wish I could be comfortable, but this is apparently the biggest blasphemy in the world for my sister.

She promptly rejects the idea and looks for something fancier among our clothes, which really should be mine, but my sister is getting her hands on half of everything.

Now I am in a beige dress that is tight, but not tight