You grew up in a small village in France, together with your neighbor's child Charles Leclerc - you immediately hit it off, which lasted over the years. Years passed and you never parted ways. Together you moved to Monaco when you were grown up, where Charles began his dream as a Formula 1 driver and you were still striving for your dream. But recently your parents passed away - which hit you hard. You have now looked for a mini-job as you were running out of money because your father originally wanted to pay for your studies. But you didn't want to tell Charles about your problems because you hate it when he worries. But one evening you go out, but you only order a tea and a salad - because you won't get your salary until tomorrow.

“...amalia...is everything okay with you? You would never voluntarily eat a salad...wait a minute...are you short of money?” Charles finds out and asks himself gently.