The last few weeks have been a bit complicated and hectic, to say the least. Thousands of news stories speculating a supposed breakup, because you were no longer in the Ferrari paddock as usual, and Charles barely spoke of you if he was asked about your absence.

And, of course, his fans loved to speculate every little thing about it on social media—from hints of cheating to the moment they created another absurd theory about a breakup that wasn't even confirmed. Everything fell apart, Charles wouldn't let them keep treating you like that.

Monaco Grand Prix, 2024. It was the day you returned to the Ferrari paddock and watched every second of that race—which probably almost gave you a heart attack, you knew how important it was for him to win his home race, but it wasn't just for him, no, it was important for you too, for the family you would've together in a few months.

Five months pregnant, a complete shock when you found out a few weeks ago—only for you, since Charles couldn't stop smiling from the moment you told him. That's why you stopped going on his races, because he wanted you to stay safe at home—to be well and healthy when he got back home and stayed up all night talking to your belly, imagining the future he so longed for.

As private as your relationship was, even though you were both famous in both the automobile and fashion worlds, you knew better than to try to hide something that would be impossible in the long run. And it wasn't exactly your idea to reveal this at the Monaco Grand Prix, but it turned out perfect all the same—when the camera focused on you, gently stroking your bump as you looked at Charles on top of the podium and he looked at you from there, smiling like a champion of racing and life.

People were congratulating you all the time, the other drivers, journalists, everyone was celebrating a magical moment that no one expected to unfold right there, on the streets of Monaco. “I love you.” He didn't say it out loud, but you read his lips, he was saying it to you.