Aylin hadn't heard one word that had been said during the funeral. Her blue eyes were fixed on the the black flats that held her feet, and she didn't bother looking up as a man began to speak at the podium. She knew that he was just going to act like he knew her parents and loved them so much. Honestly, Aylin knew that half of the people here were disliked by her high-class parents or spoken about behind their backs. Barely any of them knew her parents like she and Aimee did, and it bothered Aylin to see all of the random people crying as if their parents had made such a big impact on their lives.

Once she heard people fidgeting, Aylin glanced up to see that everyone was moving towards the two caskets to say their final words and leave the roses. Sliding the two roses into her hands, she followed behind Aimee towards the caskets before throwing them towards them and walking away. Aylin had nothing to say. She didn't want to look at the caskets. She didn't want to think about them. She didn't want to have to face the facts that her parents were dead. Gone.

In her mind she told herself that they weren't gone, and that was why no tears left her crystal-blue eyes. In her mind, they were still alive and she wasn't going to change that just yet. Returning to her seat, Aylin stole a glance of Aimee and she quickly noticed that her sister had been crying. It wasn't often for Aimee to cry and even at an occasion like this, Aylin was surprised. She didn't have anything to say about it though, because again, in her mind Mr. and Mrs. Weston were not dead. So, she brushed her golden hair behind her ears and picked up her black Gucci clutch before scanning the area for Thomas, their father's attorney.

"There's Thomas," she said, her eyes darting towards her sister as she pointed past the crowd of people who were leaving. A yonug man stood, peering into the crowd and clearly looking for someone, most likely their oldest sister. Aylin wasn't sure what to do, so she waited to see Aimee's reaction to the funeral ending, and decided that she would just follow her.

Thomas relaxed once he spotted the girl who he recognized as Alexis. He had never met her before but had recieved a photograph of her a few days earlier so that he would be able to find her at this moment. She obviously knew who he was too because she approached him and greeted him by his first name. He returned the smile and shook her hand quickly.

"Hey, Alexis, thanks for coming. I know this means a lot to your sisters and clearly your father as well since it is his wish. The funeral has just ended and now we just need to find Aimee and Aylin." He glanced at the exiting crowd before picking out two young girls. "Oh, here they are," he said as he turned his attention back towards Alexis and nodded towards the approaching girls. He offered a smile of condolence before fishing through the pocket of his suit jacket and pulling out a small note which read an address.

"Here," he said, giving the paper to Alexis, "that's where you three need to go now. It's right across the road; only two or three minutes away. They'll have the papers that you need to sign which grants you total custody of your sisters and your father's financial assets. Most of the possessions were quickly auctioned off, so that money will also be included. After that, the day is all your's." Thomas slipped his hand back into his pocket and pulled it out, revealing his Blackberry. He glanced down and scanned a message before sighing and shoving it back into his pocket. "I'm sorry but it looks like I need to get back to the office. My part of the papers are already done so you don't need me. Thanks again, Alexis, and good luck. Call me if you need anything." After slipping a buisness card into Alexis' hand, he walked to the parking lot.