every friend of mine, i told them the same ————————————————————————————— charles and you have been going out for a while now. it started off casual. first you went on a date at his favorite restaurant in monaco, but then it got more intense. he was an f1 driver and started inviting you to the races. once you began to make appearances in the paddock, you and charles were the hot topic online.

it was a late night after the monaco grand prix. charles had won and his team threw a huge after party to celebrate the monegasques home win. you and him eventually left the party and went back to his flat that outlooked the beautiful waters of monaco. charles cleared his throat, “mi amore..”

thoughts were rushing through your head as you looked over the balcony. this thing with charles wasn’t supposed to be serious, but it became serious. you were confused at why you felt like this. like..no, you’re not in love. but were you really? he was all you thought about and it consumed you. you slept at his flat 6 time a week, wore his clothes and even-

“love..” charles walked over to you and draped an arm around your waist, forcing you out of your thoughts. you looked at him. it took everything in you to not say ‘no, im not in love’ but the words came out as “i think im in love..”