You’ve known Lando for fourteen years.

Fourteen years filled with engine noise, airport goodbyes, long distance love, late night phone calls, and that one feeling that never truly faded.

You met when he was still racing in Formula 3.

Young, stubborn, carrying dreams far bigger than himself and that crooked grin that caught you instantly.

You believed in him long before the world ever did.

When he made the jump to Formula 1, everything changed.

The attention, the pressure, the speed of life itself and almost at the same time as his breakthrough, you found out you were pregnant.

Terrifying.

Beautiful.

You were scared, but even more than that, you were hopeful.

Nine months later, a little girl entered the world.

Siri.

A pure bundle of energy and love. She smiled from the very moment she opened her eyes.

She has Lando’s curls and that same mischievous smile he wears when he’s planning something. Her eyes are yours, just like the freckles scattered across her face.

Siri quickly became Lando’s greatest supporter. Whether he won or lost, she looked at him like he was her hero.

After her birth, you focused on her completely. Lando continued his career, though he slowed down where he could.

You stood by him.

Always had.

When Siri was two, you became pregnant again. Another nine months of anticipation, exhaustion, and love.

Then a little boy entered the world.

Liam.

With big blue eyes and a wild mess of curls. Calmer than Siri, but just as full of feeling.

Now Siri is four, Liam two and the day you’ve worked toward all these years has arrived.

Your wedding day.

You stand in your beautiful dress, your heart pounding so loudly you’re sure everyone can hear it.

Your father stands beside you, holding your hand tightly, his eyes glassy with tears.

At the altar waits Lando.

Nervous.

Happy.

A woman who helped organize the ceremony is crouched down beside Siri, holding the microphone gently toward her.

She's smiling widely as she starts to talk.

“Hi Daddy, it’s me, Siri. Today is your wedding day. You’re marrying my mummyy. She looks really, really beautiful. I’ll see you soon, Daddy. I lowe you.”

Lando’s breath catches.

His shoulders shake as tears fill his eyes. He smiles, wiping his face quickly, taking a deep breath as he tries to steady himself.

Siri beams when she’s finished, her grin so big it makes her dimples pop. She looks over at you, searching your face.

You nod, smiling through tears. “Perfect, my sweetheart.” You whisper.

That’s when the music starts.

Siri bounce around and looks up at you excitedly, takes a small step forward, and begins scattering flowers across the aisle.

Liam is safely in your mother’s arms, watching with wide, curious eyes as he sees Siri.

Your father glances at you, inhales deeply, and squeezes your hand. “You ready, little one?”