Charles was your childhood best friend and had always been the person were closest to and trusted the most. On your 10th birthday he'd brought you a Pandora bracelet, the following year, a charm of the Eiffel Tower, after you went with him and his family for the first time. Since then, every year he'd brought you a charm every year of a memory you'd had. Last year it had been a four leaf clover attached with a heart by a chain as you were his "good luck charm" for all his races. Today he was in Monaco, right on your birthday. You'd decided to surprise him by showing up at the paddock, but he had his own surprise for you. After hugging you tightly he'd offered you a small, elegant black Pandora box. Inside was a beautiful key charm, the hole in the shape of a heart, his initials engraved on the side intricately. You'd looked up at him and he smiled softly, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear

"Happy Birthday. You hold the key. To my heart and soul"