The first thing I do when I woke up, it's to look at my man, Charles. He's represent everything that I dreamt about a man, brown hair, green eyes and his personnality... WoW he's so perfect.
I saw a smile on his face when he realises that I look at him.We spent the morning with our respective friends to not show our relation to paparraazi. But we eat togethter with all the drivers, it's a ritual we had in this sport.
The afternoon I join my team to have a little talk for the gp . Améliorations and hopes are higher than the last one. I didn't feel pressured but I need to be good.
After this, I go back to my hotel room and wait the dinner. Bianca came to see me. We have our little talk-tvshow moment and I feel guilty to say anything about my relationship but I think she will understand later that I need to take my time and not precipitated things with Charles. She leaves me and I have a little conversation with my man on FaceTime.
We encourage each other for tomorrow and said goodnight. We're in a healthy relationship and I like it so much. It's so different compares to my previous one. Charles is so attentive and helpful. He's the one. I would love that my mom and him met but it's impossible. She's dead 20 years ago in the same circuit as I'm this weekend. She would be proud of me. I think about her every time when the lights go out. I need her. So much.
The last thing I do today is to prepare my outfit for my interviews and go inside my bed.
Our love story just begins.
I have everything that I wanted when I was little, a carrier in F1, beautiful friends and a man. What worst can happend ?----------
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Race week again I'm so happy. Who will win this weekend ?
Next chapiter: The azerbadjan GP ( out in few days I hope )----------
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