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He was like 28th of February and she was like the 29th.

Jules Bianchi was dead, leaving behind a 11 year old daughter and a completely destroyed wife.

Xenia was lost without her soulmate, he was dead. She couldn't believe it, all those nights she sat in the hospital, celebrating her daughters 11th birthday there. And now he was dead.


Jules Bianchi loved his daughter. Admitted, 15 year old him was devastated to find out he impregnated a 16 year old. But Xenia stayed loyal, and didn't leave his side, she was there when he won his first race, when he ran his first lap.

She was there for everything. And she had a little keepsake, Natalia. Born on the 17th of January. Jules number being 17.

17 was Natalias Lucky number.

When she skated on the ice her number was 17. born in Russia due to her mothers wishes, she knew she was lucky to have had such parents. But her mother couldn't do it anymore after her fathers death.

Making them move to Monaco, the first thing she did as she stepped out was take a breath of the hot air, 2022 would be better she hoped. And since she saw the 2015 crash happen she never had dared to go to another race, but Monaco Grand Prix she desperately wanted to see.

And even better for her that she could train for the olympics here.

Her mother pushed her Sunglasses down as they walked out of the airport to her Ferrari, stepping in, Natalia doing the same.

Only few knew of where the both were at now. They kept low profile all until Natalia started figure skating. But most didn't care that she was Jules Bianchi's daughter, up until now. Hell most didn't even know.

Dreams from fleetwood mac played as Xenia drove carefully.

Natalia humming with the song shaking her hair from left to right, the top of the car being down. They stood at a red light, Natalia dancing while her mother just shook her head with a smile, pursuit of happiness started playing and Natalia sang „if I fall, if I die, know I lived it to the fullest" looking around, seeing the people at the crossing of the street looking at her, noticing one particular boy who was enticed by her eyes, she smiled at him and he smiled back. Before his brother slapped him around the head for not listening, causing her to chuckle and him to tell his brother to stop since he was getting embarassed „Charles! Cute girl, don't embarrass me!"

Xenia looked to the scene, raising an eyebrow as Charles stopped in his tracks, recognising her, Xenia doing the same and immediately looked away as Charles yelled „Xenia Bianchi!" the light turned green and Xenia sped off, Natalia only being able to send Arthur one last smile as he was confused by his brothers doings.

Charles freaked out „That- That was Xenia Bianchi! My god.. did I just imagine that, or did you see Xenia Bianchi too!" „Xenia Bianchi?" „Xenia Bianchi!!!" Charles shook his brothers shoulders having half a breakdown Arthur looked at him Confused „Jules Bianchi's wife, Xenia Bianchi, was that Natalia in the Passenger seat?" he questions aloud and Arthur removed the hands off his arms „if I knew, i wouldn't be so frustrated with you embarassing me infront of that girl!" Charles shook his head mumbling in French as his steps quickened,
He had to get to the Ferrari garage, quick.






„I'm serious! I need to search up right now, she went M.I.A After his death. It can't be-„ he waited for the Google page to fully load

But there it stood

Xenia Bianchi
* 14.04.1988
† 18.09.2020 (age 30)
Children

Charles couldn't believe his eyes, he clicked on the underlined text

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