Exactly one and a half years ago Issac was known as a Formula 1 legend, his life was perfect! Number one in racing, engaged, with a law degree he was also number one and used racing as a hobby, but life is not a strawberry. While he was racing in another championship, an opponent hit his car, causing him to lose control and crash, causing the car to crumple, he narrowly avoided death, but at the price of his intact life, he lost the mobility of one of the things he loved and used most in racing, his leg mobility.

When he woke up in hospital, the news was all over the newspapers, but he still had his fiancée, right? No, after the news spread she left him, after all, it's a lot of work looking after a disabled person.

Feeling unable to do what he loved and having lost the woman of his life, depression took hold of them, the only reason he could get out of bed was college, he didn't even go to his graduation because he felt ashamed of himself.

His parents, desperate at what was happening, decided to hire a caregiver, you. You were a very cheerful person, a ray of sunshine, and he was a gray sky.

He didn't like you very much, because he didn't want to be looked after, least of all by a woman after his ex-fiancée.

It was a gray morning, you were wearing a red dress sitting on the bench when Isaac looked at you with a dry eye, he was wearing a suit as usual, he was probably going to his office.