When a woman with a dark, secretive past, falls in love, with not one, not two, but three Formula 1 drivers. But the only question is, who will she choose
OC (Jules Bianchi's "daughter," and Former racer) X Max Verstappen, Lewis Hamilton, and Charle...
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"Hey, do you want to pick up your photography and journalism equipment? The place isn't too far from here," Tilly asks, her voice tinged with excitement.
I nod eagerly, knowing Elliott won't mind the slight detour from our plans. Tilly relays the address to the driver, and as we navigate through the bustling streets, Elliott's curiosity gets the better of him.
"Maman, what flavor did you get?" he asks, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Vanilla with chocolate shavings, it was Jules's favorite," I respond, a fond smile playing on my lips.
"Can I try some?" he asks, his eagerness palpable.
"Of course, mon ange," I say, passing him my spoon.
His face lights up with delight as he takes a bite, savoring the sweet treat.
"That tastes so good! Can it be my favorite too, or just Jules's?" he asks innocently, unknowingly tugging at the strings of my heart.
"Of course, darling," I reply, blinking back tears as more memories threaten to overwhelm me.
We arrive at our destination, and as I step out of the car, confusion washes over me.
"Tilly, why are we at an F1 academy? We need to go get my equipment," I inquire, puzzled by our unexpected stop.
Tilly's response catches me off guard, and my initial disbelief quickly turns to anger.
"Surprise? I thought it would be good for you to do this, it'll help heal you," Tilly says, her words falling flat in the face of my mounting frustration.
I lash out, my pent-up emotions spilling over as I confront Tilly about her deception.
But beneath the anger lies hurt and betrayal, feelings that cut deep as I grapple with the realization that Tilly orchestrated this without my knowledge.
"You can't just do this without telling me! I trusted you when I told you that! I gave up everything, I lost everything, and then I moved. I had E, and I was happy. My life was falling apart, but it didn't matter. I was Happy, We. Were. Happy," I say, my voice trembling with emotion.
She apologizes, over and over again, and sure, Tilly's apology is heartfelt, but it doesn't make it right. Then again, the damage has been done. I feel a rift forming between us, one that may take time to repair.
As I make our way inside the academy, I try to push aside my feelings of resentment, focusing instead on the task at hand.
The clerk greets me warmly, her friendly demeanor helping to ease some of the tension that hangs in the air.
She leads me to a room filled with photography equipment, my heart skipping a beat as I take in the sight of familiar tools of my trade.
With practiced efficiency, she gathers my belongings, handing them over with a kind smile.
But the gesture is soured by the reminder of what could have been, the dreams and aspirations that were once within my grasp now slipping through my fingers like grains of sand.
As the clerk hands me my passes and agenda, I force a smile, determined to make the best of the situation.
Tomorrow may bring new challenges, but I'll face them head-on, armed with the knowledge that I am stronger than I ever thought possible.
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Kinda short: I needed a fill-in chapter, so yeah. Who do you guys think will be her tour guide? I'm so excited, Tomorrow is my Birthday!!
