037- Whats he doing here?
(outfit at the top)
Saturday, 24 September 2022
Valentina had been pregnant for nearing five months. Which was basically twenty weeks. Meaning she wasn't due for sixteen weeks or four months.
But it also meant that they were able to find out the gender of their baby.
They didn't want to do a massive party for the gender reveal, but would rather just tell the few people, that know, together. Like a small celebration with only about ten people.
And his fans did find out, well at first there were loads of rumours going around. But then to calm them down, Charles posted a picture of a baby scan and confirmed it. He also wrote a little paragraph stating that they will keep more information about the baby private until he or she is born and would prefer if people didn't try and find out about it because they wanted it to be a quiet pregnancy.
To be fair, it was really sweet of him. He did, sometimes, post a lot about his life outside of Formula One. He would post about some the meals she would cook for him, their dates, or sometimes if all three of them did something, he would post about it. Obviously, he would only upload them after, just because fans can be crazy and show up there within two minutes of the post.
However, he did keep a lot of stuff private. Like obviously the pregnancy or some dates they went on. He would do a lot of appreciation posts about her and post about her a lot. And fans loved it. Some didn't, but we dont talk about them.
Valentina was the first to wake up that morning and she looked up at her boyfriend who was still sound asleep. Charles' mouth was open slightly and was letting out breathes. While she slept, her head was on his chest, but now she was awake, she rested her chin on his chest instead, to look at him. His arm was wrapped, protectively around her shoulder and the other on his stomach.
They had woken up like this for a few mornings now, and nothing was better. She missed him while he was away, so she wanted to savour all the time they had together. He was leaving for a race in a few days, so she wouldn't see him for that time being.
She carefully and quietly got up and out of bed. Then went to her bathroom to do whatever she needed to in there and re-entered the bedroom once again, only to find Charles still asleep in the same position as he was in when she left him. If it wasn't for the soft snores coming out of his mouth, she would have thought he was dead he was that still.
Eloise was staying at Pascale's house, so they could just go straight to the appointment, since she didn't want to come.
Due to it almost being October, the weather was drastically changing and it seemed like one day she was wearing shorts and summer dressed and the next she was wearing joggers and leggings.
To be fair, she wasn't complaining so much. She loved Autumn. The warm colours on the trees and coffee everyday. Halloween too. She loved Halloween. It was her second favourite holiday (after Christmas obviously).
Last year, Eloise went as her own Formula One driver. She went with one of her friends, Mila, who went as a princess. They got loads of sweets, however they only lasted one week and late nights.

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