Lewis doesn't know when things got like this, nor how they did. He loves you, of course he does. He's loved you since the first moment he laid eyes on you.

His biggest milestone was marrying you, still is. You've always been his biggest supporter, his best friend.

Even now, when you're practically strangers living in the same home, you always find something kind to say, always wait for him after every race. But now, you barely speak, you always argue and he doesn't know how to fix it, if he even can.

He walks home after another stressful day of practice, calling out for you, when he spots you asleep on the couch.