𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗩𝗼𝗹. 𝟭
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Abigail Mathews had always felt in the blurry part of the picture, wondering if, in her work at the Haas F1 Team, anyone would ever really notice her.
But an email, one morning, ca...
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Blair and Chuck
Barcelona, Spain, May 2022
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On the morning of FP1 I couldn't talk to Charles, as he seemed to escape my every glance. I managed to watch him come out of the garage and be the fastest in the first free practice, but once he got out of the car he disappeared again.
I had heard Sainz talking about a quick lunch with Gasly, but at the time he was supposed to be with the Alpha Tauri driver, I saw the latter pass me by and greet me.
"Pierre, have you seen Charles?" I decided to stop him, starting to get slightly suspicious. He ran a hand over the t-shirt, adjusting it and removing a few creases.
"We were supposed to have lunch together, but he wrote me a message first telling me he couldn't. I thought he was with you..." He replied scratching a confused eyebrow but I decided to thank him and look for my boyfriend.
From: Abigail To: Charles
But where are you?
From: Charles To: Abigail
In the hotel.
The message in response left me dumbfounded and I decided to reach him asking Carlos for the car, who did not seem very convinced of my choice. I drove those few kilometers in the distance from the circuit to the hotel, getting out of the car in a hurry so as not to have to be late for the paddock on the way back.
I knocked on the door, once in front of his room, and it opened almost instantly, as if waiting for me.
He was always beautiful, in his simplicity he managed to cause me so many emotions that I missed breathing. Every time I looked at it I felt like I was in front of the gift I had been waiting for a lifetime, seeing it gave me a shock, it left me without air in my lungs.
"Charles... What's going on?" I asked once that he took a seat on his sofa, resting his hands on his knees.
"It's okay, it's okay, Abigail." He whispered sharply, without leaving me even a glance.
"It's me... Talk to me. Explain to me." I asked almost wistfully, feeling as if I already missed our relationship.
I walked over to him, bending my knees and placing them on the floor. I took his hands and slipped them between mine, looking for a minimum of confrontation, he looked at me but did not seem to really observe me, he simply remained motionless, while thoughts and confusion reigned in his eyes undisturbed.
"Why all this...?" I snorted in confusion, not getting a modicum of the attention I expected.
"You... You are beautiful. This is the thing that all the drivers told me as soon as I introduced you, even the web thinks so. But he also thinks you're better with Carlos instead of me. Seeing you there, together, smiling, made me doubt the happiness I cause you. Whether you will get tired of me now or soon, I don't know..." He said, closing his eyes and running a hand through his hair.
