The Dubai skyline sparkled against the night, fireworks painting the sky in brilliant colors as the New Year was welcomed with cheers. Inside the lavish hotel, the celebration continued with music, champagne, and laughter. Lando stood close to you, his hand resting on your lower back. Every so often, he’d lean in, his lips brushing your ear with quiet words that made your heart flutter. His touch lingeredgentle, but always careful. For a moment, you let yourself forget. But then, his body stiffened. Following his gaze, you saw a girl across the room with her phone raised, recording. Lando stepped back immediately, his hand slipping from your waist. He crouched low, disappearing from the camera’s view, and your heart clenched. The rest of the night passed in a blur. Back in the suite, you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

—I'm done, Lando— you said, crossing your arms— I’m done hiding like I’m something to be ashamed of. What about me? What about how this makes me feel?— your eyes were fixed on him as his jaw tightened and he paced the room.

—If you want this, you have to accept it the way it is. If not… maybe we need to rethink everything— Lando said, giving you a look full of frustration, overwhelm and perhaps... Worry