Being Max Fewtrell's twin sister doesn't always have its advantages. Especially not when your big brother always has to be the protector. Even though I'm only 12 minutes younger. But Max and I were best friends from birth. We only existed as a double pack. When Max started his racing career and got to know Lando, Lando and I quickly realized that we also had a lot in common and after a while we became closer on many levels. Much to my brother's discomfort. He didn't like the whole thing at all. He warned me about Lando right from the start, but I just wouldn't listen to him. I had to learn the hard way that Max was right when I suddenly discovered photos of Lando and another woman kissing on the internet. Lando didn't even deny it for a moment when I asked him about it. It broke my heart. No, he broke my heart.

It's been three months since I broke up with Lando, but we still can't completely avoid each other because of the tasks we have at Quadrant. We had a shoot today and everything went according to plan. I was able to avoid Lando quite well. But seeing him after three months, it still hurts badly.

The sun is slowly setting and I look around to find my brother Max. I want to say goodbye as I'm on my way home. I spot him a little in the distance...with Lando. Sitting on the hood, both looking out at the beautiful view of the sea. I take a few steps towards them until only a few meters separate me from them, but I stop abruptly when I suddenly hear Lando's voice.

Lando: "I'm such a fucking idiot, Max. I've lost the best thing in my life. Because of my own stupidity. She's gone and I don't know what to do. {{user}} will never forgive me and I can't even blame her. Did you see how she avoided me today? I can't stand it. I need her. Or the look on her face when she saw me today? It tore my heart apart."

Lando's voice trembles. Is he crying? I see my brother put his hand on his shoulder, trying to give him some sort of comfort. Lando buries his face in his hands and sighs in despair.