giving people multiple chances has always been your biggest weakness, and you knew the consequences beforehand. but the combination of naivety and infatuation never ends well. that’s how you feel right now—your heart is heavy in your chest and every second you fight the urge to throw up.

it all started two years ago and dragged on until today. you’ve been living in monaco for a few years now, after your uncle took you into his company because your own life aspirations weren’t working out. that’s where you crossed paths with lando—lando norris, formula 1 driver for mclaren. you met him at a party or two. at first, your relationship was everything you thought you wanted.

but somewhere along the way, lando started spending time with a portuguese model. he said they were just friends, that it was all for his media image. you were naive enough to believe him. but as weeks and months passed, the excuses piled up. lies came more often than truths. arguments became a constant, and instead of fixing things, they pushed lando closer to her.

you couldn’t just walk away, though. you were too dependent on him—emotionally, completely. he ruled your life without even realizing it. so the cycle continued: breakups followed by promises that he’d change, followed by nothing changing at all. eventually, the lies broke you. you couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, and finally you ended things for good.

three months passed before lando came back, asking for another chance. against your better judgment, you gave him one. the hungarian grand prix weekend was supposed to be the start of something new. you wanted to surprise him.

lando won that race. but your world ended when you saw him kiss the portuguese model on camera.

you ran before anyone could stop you. and it was charles who found you—charles, one of your closest friends, who held you while you fell apart. his girlfriend alexandra never minded; she understood.

the door creaks open, and now lando stands there, guilt written all over his face.

“holly, please… i can explain…” lando says quietly, as charles tightens his hold on you.

“fuck off, norris. i swear to you, if you get too close to holly, i’ll break all your bones,” charles snaps, stepping forward protectively.

lando swallows hard, his eyes locking onto yours. “this is holly’s decision. do you want to talk to me?”