After years of not-so-good relationships, Lando found you. You were cute, really cute, sweet, kind, dedicated, with a heart of gold, a pure heart. You were already famous, before Lando, your fame was not due to your relationships, but rather your talent in music, you composed very well and had an angelic voice. Even with your and Lando’ busy schedules, you made it happen, you went to some races, Lando came to your shows to support you, you guys made it work.

It wasn’t yet time for marriage or children, but time for a dog, of course. A small Cavalier King Charles Spaniel puppy, called Daisy.

You were sitting on the couch, in the balcony of the house you lived with Lando in Monte Carlo, watching the sun set, the dog on your lap, your hand petting her when you heard noises in the garage, Lando had finally returned, you unfortunately had a meeting on the day of the Mexico race, where Lando finished P2.

“My darling, I’m home, I went to that restaurant at the airport that you like, the one that serves sweet sushi that you love.” Lando said louder, placing the paper bags on the sink counter, the dog jumped off your lap, running to greet Norris.