Petrichor ~ Lewis Hamilton

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May 19, 2043, Monte Carlo

Lewis POV

The sun's rays coming through the bedroom window woke me up probably earlier than I would have liked. Elaine likes to sleep with the blinds completely up as she doesn't like the room to be in complete darkness when we go to bed, more than twenty years together and I still haven't gotten used to it. But I didn't care, over the years I had learned to enjoy the slow mornings, the moments of peace in which it didn't matter what was happening outside the four walls of our room since the world outside was still enjoying the last minutes of sleep.

When the children were little it was not unusual for us to be interrupted in the middle of these moments by the sound of small feet running down the corridor, followed by a gentle knock on the door. When we opened it, Sienna was always in front of the door, already full of energy to start the morning while Ethan normally continued sleeping in his bed or awaited a couple of steps behind Sienna, still sleepy and just wanting to follow his sister everywhere, not mattering the early hour.

That doesn't happen anymore, the children having moved out and when they are here, coming to wake up their parents is the last thing they would think of doing.

Elaine snuggles next to me, my hand going up to her hair to gently caress it while her cheek rested on my shoulder and her arm surrounded my waist. I used to think that time changed everything, and maybe it's true, time changes almost everything, we both have changed but I'm still feeling the same love I felt from her like the very first day.
Because even though it seems like it has changed, it is still the same love, the same one I feel every time I hear her laugh, when I see her concentrated painting one of her paintings, too lost in her own world to realize I was even watching her. The love I felt when she came to see me at the races, knowing that she cheered me on from the garage even though I couldn't see her. The same as when I saw her at the altar on our wedding day, and the next day and the next. The same as the first time I saw her holding Ethan and Sienna.

It may have grown but it has never changed, it never faded even for a bit. And maybe not everything has been a bed of roses, there have been fights, disagreements over stupid things and things not so stupid, because I was stubborn and she was always right even though I would never admit it. But even though we argued, at the end of the day we knew that nothing was more important than this, our family, us.

“You're staring” I heard Elaine murmur, so lost in my own thoughts that I hadn't realized she had woken up.

And maybe I was staring, sue me for doing it but how could I not? The years have passed for both of us but Elaine still seemed like the most perfect woman to me. The light wrinkles in the corner of her green eyes being just a reminder of the happiness that these years have brought us. Now she had more freckles on her cheeks and her skin may not be as silky and spotless as it was twenty years ago but that doesn't make her any less attractive. Time might have passed but she still maintained that aura around her that kept me attracted to her like a magnet that I can't get away from.

“I love art, sue me for enjoying looking at it” My hand went up to her cheek to caress it gently, she looked at me with her mouth slightly open.

“How long have you been thinking about that one?” She asked amused.

“It occurred to me yesterday while I was watching you paint, I've been waiting for you to realize I was looking at you so I could use it” I confessed.