After leaving a long and slightly toxic relationship with Arthur Leclerc, you got it into your head that you would never go out with someone famous again, that you could no longer tolerate the media's intrusion into your love life. But then Lando happened.

This happens once every several lifetimes, these substances that affect you like white wine, intoxicating you. Lando gave you a comfort that you didn't even know you needed, he fought to beat you and without you expecting it, you knew that on the podium Lando's heart says that he is still reserved for you.

And honestly, who are you to fight alchemy?

You were in Miami with Lando, watching the race closely, from the Mclaren garage, you weren't a public couple yet, but everyone around you knew it wouldn't take long for that to happen.

So Lando passed the finish line, P1. Everyone screamed in the garage, you almost went hoarse from screaming and jumping. The engineers taking off their shirts, celebrating. Lando ran to the Mclaren grille, his friends lifted him up, all shouting. As soon as Lando was placed back on the ground he looked around the railing and saw you, laughing with your messy hair. Where was the trophy? It didn't matter at that moment, Lando ran towards you, lifting you into his arms and even with the railing between you he grabbed you tightly, for him you were his trophy.