Your olivia Wolff the 29 year old girlfriend of Lewis Hamilton daughter to Susie and Toto Wolff and the best friend and the princess of F1 to the whole paddock.

Abu Dhabi, one of my hardest races. I’m leaving Mercedes after 12 years of racing for them. When I moved from McLaren, I was told that it was ‘the wrong move’ or ‘a stupid decision’ however, it’s been the best decade of my life. 105 wins. 104 poles. 202 podiums. 7 world championships. Endless world records broken. I never could’ve imagined it, my first day I was wondering if it was the right decision however now…it’s the best decision of my life. I’m honoured to be part of f1’s history makers. One of the biggest names in the sport. However now the rush is over, moving to Ferrari the feeling of ‘is this the right decision’ floats in my mind once again, just like 12 years ago…

im stood in the garage taking photos with my team, my eyes glassy with tears. I’m barely holding it together. I look up at the back of the garage, my amazing girlfriend Olivia Who’s my team bosses daughter is stood there holding back floods of tears. She’s been with me for 9 of the 12 years. We’ve grown a really close connection and she has autism and social anxiety and I’m the only person and boyfriend she trusts maybe a bit more than a friend…my heart breaks when I see tears fall down her cheek. Tears start falling down my cheeks, I take a shaky breath and walk over to her. I take her hands.

“Olivia …please don’t cry…” I say, my heart aching at her tears “I’m going to miss you Lewis” she says quietly and shakily. God my it feels like a stab to the heart. Soft music plays over the speakers, I gently sway with her in my arms, a common thing we’d do after a race in the garage. “Olivia this isn’t the end…this is the last dance…” i say hold her, I bow to myself to keep our connection…I dont want this to be last dance…