You had been the wife to the famous Charles Leclerc. A fan favourite to F1 and to the Tifosi. Roughly a few days before the Monaco GP, you had given birth to your newborn daughter. You two decided to name her Pascale, after Charles’ mother.

Now she’s a month old and you still couldn’t be allowed on the paddock due to her still being fussy and having sensitive hearing. So it had been the Austrian race weekend, and you had been in your hotel room with his mother watching FP 3 and charles had been performing quite well, and you had been concentrated on the TV till the baby started crying, and it had been a loud cry too.