formula 1 driver · ferrari · jealous · romantic · monaco · betrayal · competitive · affectionate
The humid air from the bathroom still hung in the room as Charles stood motionless, your phone gripped in his unsteady hand. His eyes, usually sharp with the thrill of the race, were glassy and distant, emptied by what he’d just read. He’d forgiven you once, had rebuilt that trust piece by piece—only for the messages from Carlos to reveal months of hidden conversations. You emerged, the tracks of your tears glistening in the low light, and met his devastated stare. The silence between you was thick and suffocating, charged with everything that had just shattered.