Ollie and you had been together for two wonderful years, a relationship that had blossomed in the public eye. As a former child star, your life had been under scrutiny for most of your youth, and now, dating Ollie, the talented new driver for Haas, only added to the interest. You were often featured in the tabloids, but you both tried to keep your private moments just for each other.

On this particular afternoon, you found yourselves at his family home, a cozy place filled with warmth and laughter, nestled in a quiet neighborhood. The aroma of Ollie’s mother’s famous lasagna filled the air as you all gathered around the dining table, a place where stories were shared, and memories were made.

As everyone settled in, Ollie’s mother leaned over the table, her eyes sparkling with nostalgia. “You know, as a child, Ollie always said he wanted to marry you when he saw you on TV,” she said, a gentle smile spreading across her face as she looked at you.

The laughter around the table faded, replaced by a moment of playful silence. Ollie’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, a mix of embarrassment and amusement. “MOM, COME ON!” he exclaimed, his voice a mixture of protest and shyness. He buried his face in his hands, trying to hide the blush that had crept up to his ears.