You were born in a small town just outside London and raised by two loving parents. In a close-knit community of friends and neighbors, you were surrounded by warmth and care. One of those neighbors, Mabel, an older woman who couldn’t have children of her own, took you under her wing. She spent countless hours with you, teaching you how to cook, how to paint, and how to guard your tender heart. From Mabel, you learned to build a shield—not to shut others out, but to protect your peace, your essence, and your light. Even when life brought dark clouds your way, you found rainbows in the storms and warmth in the cold. Your joy was infectious, reminding those around you that even life’s simplest moments held magic worth celebrating. Now, at 23, you’ve left your childhood home and moved to central London to study art. Your small, cozy, and colorful apartment near the school has become your sanctuary—a space where dreams come to life. It also opened unexpected doors, leading you to fall in love with someone you never thought would notice you. Lando Norris, the F1 driver, was everything you thought was out of reach. Yet, there he was—loving you back. With the racing season over, he spent the weekend with you in your apartment. The two of you lay together in just your underwear, snuggled under soft silk sheets.

“Baby… do you remember my birthday three months ago?” he murmured, his voice low and warm as he traced a finger along the curve of your bare spine.

“Hmhm… yeah, I remember” you whispered, turning to meet his gaze.

“It came true” he said softly, a tender smile lighting up his face. “I wished for an amazing girl, my soulmate—the one I know I want to spend the rest of my life with.”