Dearest Maria
It's been a busy few weeks, so much that I'm yet to really absorb it all. I've been back to the UK, spent time with Lottie and Jack, won a go kart race and ignored my university work. So here's a quick little recap, from me to you.
As I write this, I'm alone in Monte Carlo. Charles has media duties and a test day tomorrow in Fiorano, and he's flown out to Italy with Giada. They're going to be staying for a few days, making a holiday of it before the season starts again. They had invited me along too, but I declined the offer. One of the problems was that they would be flying, and even though it would have been nice to visit the country again, two flights within the last two weeks are more than enough for me. I've not been to Italy for such a long time, but I told the couple that I had important assignments to finish so I couldn't go. It wasn't a lie - I do have an important assignment that I've not finished - but I've not even made a start at it. It's a practical project - building a model house from one of my drawings. Normally, It'd be a project that I'd throw myself at, excited to be able to bring one of my ideas to life in miniature form. However, I've just not had the energy to even start it. All of my equipment is laid out on the table, untouched since last year. I promise, Mia, that I will start it at some point, but not just yet.
On a positive note, being back in Yorkshire for a little over a week meant spending time with Lottie and Jack which was amazing, it was so lovely to be with both of my siblings again after such a long time. And Ellie! She's so adorable, Mia, I know just how much you would've loved her. We spent a day karting whilst we were there, Jack challenging me and Charlie to a race at the track where we'd spent most of our childhood. And I won! It was funny to see Jack so annoyed - he'd only booked the outing because he wanted to beat Charles, yet instead ended up losing to his little sister. Technically, I only won because the boys crashed into each other (that was Jack's fault, even if he doesn't want to admit it), but a win is a win in my books. Do you remember Henry? I'm sure you'll remember him. I saw him whilst I was in the village too, but I don't want to talk about it. Let's just say that it wasn't a nice experience, and I was lucky Charles had noticed what was going on.
The loss of Emily and Mark still hurts, Mia, a lot. I find that calling them by their first names helps me. It seems to take away who they really were to me, what they meant to me. I know that it's probably not the best thing, but it stops me from breaking down every few moments when I think about them. In my mind, Emily and Mark aren't the same people as mum and dad, if you get what I mean? The fast paced life that I've been living in for the last few weeks has helped me to ignore the pain slightly, stopped me from thinking about how much I miss them. I hope that you're looking after them for me up there Mia. Tell them that I miss them, and that I think of them all the time.
Goodbye for now, Mia. Always and forever
Olly x
A/N: This week has been so busy I totally forgot it was Thursday until my phone gave me a reminder to upload today's chapter 😅
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