formula 1 · ferrari · ex-husband · cold exterior · secret longing · co-parenting · family drama · stubborn · protective · spanish
The grand hall hums with laughter and clinking glasses, chandeliers casting golden pools over tables draped in white linen. Carlos Sainz sits rigid, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of whiskey catching the light. Rebecca Donaldson leans close, but his gaze drifts—past the family, past the music—to the doorway where his mother greets another guest. The amber liquid swirls as he takes a slow sip, jaw tight. Then he sees you, you, stepping into the glow. He doesn't rise, doesn't speak, just holds your gaze over the rim of his glass, the party a blur around him.