The daughter of Toto Wolff is no stranger to the track, but when tragedy strikes and dreams are forbidden what happens when she comes across her dream guy.
The race today was an interesting one, for the first time ever I wasn't completely focused on just the Mercedes drivers as they fought against the other nine teams.
But also for someone else...
"I can't believe Leclerc blocked me again! He never used to do that and all of a sudden it's every time." Lewis huffed as he removed his helmet and sat in his drivers room ready to review the race.
"I know it's not the podium finish you wanted but it could be worse." George commented, and he knew exactly what he meant as he came in 7th three places behind Hamilton.
"We need to improve all the bouncing in the car my back is killing me." Lewis added as he changed his posture carefully.
"I will take that into consideration thank you." My dad replied as he took notes from the race that occurred half an hour earlier, a race that ended in a 1,2 finish for Ferrari and a third place for Verstappen.
Carmen mumbled to me "Do you think they actually have a chance this year? Ferrari is dominating."
I crossed my arms and whispered "I don't know, I really don't but I'm trusting in my dad, I mean he's only won it seven times I'm sure he knows what he's doing."
"In Toto we trust." She agreed as we watched my dad discuss mechanisms with the rest of the pit crew.
Susie stayed in the hotel room with Jack today and Rosa decided to stay at home as she had exams this week still being in high school, "I don't think their morale is that high at all, they need to let loose and then come back ready for a fight." I told Carmen as we observed the two seemingly depressed drivers.
"What are you suggesting?" She queried as she saw the common glint in my eye.
I laughed exposing my plan "I think we should get them out karting, it's harmless fun where they can both be as ruthless as they want, no rules at all and then they can get all their rage out and move on."
"What the two of them? Alone?" She wondered, "well they invite what ever other drivers they want and they will all go, then it's not about the different cars because they all have the same it's strictly down to ability." I told her and she was down, eagerly heading over to the men and telling them the idea.
"Evelyn." I heard from behind me, the accent signifying who it was before I even turned my back, I ran out quickly so he was whipped away from the Mercedes paddock.
"Hi winner." I greeted him, Charles was still in his drivers overalls but carrying his helmet, his hair appeared curlier in the sweat.
"Are you coming out with everyone later?" He asked getting straight down to the point, I kept turning behind me wondering what would happen if someone saw us together, what they would think.
"I don't think so, I've got to pack for New York and-
He interrupted quickly "You're going to New York? For how long?"
"Four days, I have my first set of Chanel shoots and I have absolutely nothing packed and I need to go to the gym and-
He waved his hands around "I'll pack for you and we can go to the gym together, just please come out tonight."
"Begging much?" I teased him as he rolled his eyes, "If it means that much to you I guess I'll have to push my life aside.. just this once."
He kisses my forehead as he leaves, a sweet gesture I secretly hoped is only reserved for me as I wave goodbye, he's never done that before.
Thankfully he left just as Carmen pulled me inside to discuss options for the party this evening, "Evelyn if you're going out be sensible and make good choices and-
"I know dad don't worry, you can trust me." I wasn't particularly sure who I was reassuring me or him.
He nodded waving me off "I know, have fun sweetheart." That was a blatant lie, I didn't know who he was kidding, maybe he just wanted a loving family back but he didn't trust me. Not one bit.
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liked by 858,762 people Evelyn. Wolff: out & about
"I don't know it was a pretty good race I think sector two was just slower and obviously that was the-
I was cut off by a certain Daniel Ricciardo "Evelyn! Mate nice to see you!"
I waved as he wandered on by drunkly, he had left formula one last season but came along to a few races here and there and Baku was one of those "So anyway where was I?" I asked Lando as I tried to explain to him the situation with the Mercedes car.
He shook his head "I don't know it was far too technical for my brain to comprehend at this point."
I'd been at this driver celebratory drinks for three hours and it was nearing 1am, Charles hadn't even shown and it was getting pretty late, "Sorry to cut this chat short but I need to look for my friend Carmen."
"Oh yeah she's over there." Lando pointed me in her direction but she and George looked rather busy in the corner so I decided not to disturb.
I sat down at one of the tables and scrolled through my phone texting Charles immediately,
Evelyn um where are toud
Charles 🙄 What?
Evelyn You airne here
Charles 🙄 Where's here?
Evelyn At the clebeation idiot
Charles 🙄 Fred decided last minute that he didn't want us out partying and we should stay in instead
Evelyn You made me come to this stupid cdkbragf
Charles 🙄 are you drunk or dyslexic and surely you didn't go to this party just for me?
Evelyn First ouch, drunk becoming increasingly sober through annoyance. second no but i had other plans
Charles 🙄 You went to the party just for me, bless your heart
