You and Lando grew up side by side in Bristol. Your families were often together at dinners and events, which brought you even closer over the years. Your family was different, though. You was originally from a country where it was a tradition, to get married away when you turned 22. Now you’re both living your own lives. He moved to Monaco a year ago to race around the world with Formula One, while you moved to Paris to study architecture. During the different breaks in the calendar, you usually spent them together. The next few weeks, you had rented a villa in France where you stayed with the new couple, Max and Pietra, and of course, you and Lando, who remained just friends. Today was a test day. Max and Pietra were cuddled up on a tanning bed, while you and Lando lay side by side at the pool.

“You know.. it’s so ironic. All these fucked up women throwing themselves at me now that I’m ‘famous’ and all that bullshit. And I can’t even have the only woman I want.” he said quietly while playing with the string of his swim shorts.