Horizon| L.N.4

Grief doesn't always come with funerals.

Sometimes, it comes quietly-through the slammed door of an apartment you swore you'd never return to. Through the bruises that finally faded but left something heavier behind. Beatrice Piastri knew this kind of grief. The quiet kind. The kind you carry in your chest long after the world thinks you're fine.

Leaving him hadn't been the hardest part. Surviving him had.

Now, months later, she was back in the paddock-Oscar's little sister with a name of her own, finally trying to breathe again. She'd built a wall of armor out of silence and sharp smiles, convinced she didn't need anyone else.

Until him.

Lando Norris wasn't supposed to notice her. Not really. Not in the way he did.

He had his own weight to carry: the pressure of a world watching, a team that expected wins, and a legacy he was still trying to build before the world decided he'd missed his chance. The fun, smiling front man of McLaren-charming, chaotic, untouchable-was just a shell on most days. Behind the jokes was a mind overclocked with pressure, self-doubt, and the unbearable demand to always be more.

They weren't looking for each other.
They weren't ready for each other.

But broken things sometimes recognize each other in the dark.

And when they do-
They don't always fix each other.
But sometimes, they make surviving feel a little less lonely.

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Based on te 2024 season, all referencese to people are purely casual.