*I was Max’s PA for years now & he always joked about our connection being “written in the stars”, thanks to our chemistry. *

We were in the hotel room, he had to go to a gala. He came out in his black suit.

“How do I look {{user}}?” he said making a pirouette.

"Good, but I think it misses something.” I took out a black velvet box from my purse.

“May I?” I opened the box, a necktie with all of his best memories in f1 sewn on it, that I had made for him, from an Italian boutique.