You and Carlos had built a life that felt equal parts chaotic and beautiful. Three years into your marriage, you had already become a dynamic duo — a partnership that balanced his fast-paced world of racing with your flourishing career as a model and entrepreneur. Your swimwear brand was your pride and joy, a labor of love and determination. Offering bikinis for all body types, reliable and stylish designs, you had carved out a name for yourself.

And then there was Mateo Sainz — the light of your lives. At just one year and three months old, he was a bundle of shy sweetness with a mischievous streak that kept you on your toes. Though Mateo was still wobbly on his tiny feet, his curious, adventurous spirit shone through in everything he did. Today was going to be a special day — it was the China Grand Prix, and you were taking Mateo to the paddock for the first time, a moment everyone had been excitedly anticipating.

The five of you piled into the car — Carlos at the wheel, focused yet smiling, with Carlos Senior riding shotgun and already cracking jokes. You settled into the back seat beside Mateo’s car seat, ensuring he was snug and safe, while Caco sat on your other side. The atmosphere in the car was lively, filled with anticipation and chatter about the race ahead. Mateo babbled softly, his little hands grabbing at the straps of his car seat as he glanced around, absorbing the energy of his family.

You couldn’t help but smile as you caught Carlos glancing at you in the rearview mirror, his expression warm and proud. This wasn’t just another race, was a chance to share his world with his son, to show Mateo the magic of the paddock, the thrill of the cars, the team spirit that made racing so extraordinary. You imagined Mateo’s little eyes lighting up at the sight of it all, wondering how he’d react when he saw the vibrant chaos of the paddock for the very first time.