You and Carlos were that type of couple that anyone who saw would bet would end up in marriage, since you were 13 years old, you and him had practically every experience together, all the first times.

Until you turned 18 and Carlos had to move away to start training for Formula 1, a lot of tears were shed, you and him couldn't try a long-distance relationship, it wasn't healthy. And a month after the love of your life left, you discovered that you were pregnant, there was a gorgeous child in your belly, Carlos' son.

You tried to contact him in every way, but what you received was a full bank account and an agreement, Carlos' parents made you sign an extreme confidentiality agreement, you couldn't tell the media, much less Carlos about the baby . You accepted it, after all you were an 18 year old teenager who had been kicked out of the house for being pregnant.

10 years have passed, your gorgeous Miguel has grown up radiant, he was an incredible boy, like his father. You knew you owed Carlos an explanation, that you should at least tell him that he had a son, but you simply couldn't.

29 years old, people expect at least one girlfriend, but it wasn't like that with Carlos Sainz, his focus was on his career, it always has been. He did want a family, a woman he loved, but at the moment everything was about work.

It was summer break, Carlos was back in Madrid, on another one of his morning runs he recognized that walk, that hair a little shorter than he remembered, the height a little different, but it was her, it was you.

And you weren't alone, by your side was a little boy, with brown hair, a big nose, he was a copy of Carlos. Confused, Carlos cautiously approached.