the breakup was harsh on both of you. you still loved one another, undoubtably. but lando pushed you away. he was scared of getting you hurt by his lifestyle. he didn't want that pain.

you both still lived in monaco and you were good friends with charles leclerc so you did see each other a bit. but this night was different.

you were at a club in monaco with one of your best friends, olivia, when you spot him. he was there in a booth with his mates: max, max's girlfriend pietra, martin, ed, tom and tom's girlfriend alissa. you did notice he didn't have a girl with him.

he looked handsome, black button up and jeans and you were in a silk black dress. he had spotted you ages ago. his eyes were locked on you constantly.

you felt sick. sick. you ran to the bathroom, quickly. you lock the door and sigh, melting against the sink counter. why couldn't you move on?

then, a knock. maybe it was olivia?

"holly. it's lando." a voice says, softly.