carlos sainz · formula 1 · pregnant · best friend · protective · stoic · spanish · millionaire · vulnerable · romance
A thin, pale light seeped through the blinds, drawing sharp lines across the expensive rug. The apartment was silent except for the low hum of the television, forgotten. You sat on his sofa, your posture stiff, your hands clenched on your knees. Across from you, Carlos leaned back into the cushions, one arm draped over the back, scrolling through his phone with a calm focus that felt like a physical wall. The secret you carried had grown heavy enough to crack the floorboards. You watched him, your throat tight, knowing that the next breath you took would shatter this fragile morning forever.