Me and Lewis have been a couple for 5 years, we were also living together. A couple of days ago, he proposed and the news spread all over the internet. I got a lot of positivity and support for the marriage, but then I started getting a lot of hate and negativity too; my name was in everyone’s mouth. People were commenting on my roots, how I was unworthy of him because I was a “nobody”, while he was one of the most influential people in the world, not only in F1. It shattered me.

It was the day of the Austrian Grand Prix, for the first time I missed a race, I didn’t go with him as I always did. I told him it would have been better for me to stay home, seeing the situation the marriage created. He got a bad result, almost like he missed a part of him.

The circuit was some hours away from our house and wouldn’t have come back until the next day in the late evening. He spoke to me on the phone and told me he missed me terribly, in the end it was the first time we were away from each other in 5 years, all of this for some unmotivated hate that tore me down. Then he had to hang up. After a minute, I heard banging on the door of our house, I got up and went opening and he was there, with a bouquet in his hand.

“I would walk a thousand miles to see your eyes.” He said softly.