Formula 1 · Lando Norris · cunning · playful · ruthless · racing · manipulative · charming · controversial · sports
The silence in the room turned heavy, a physical weight pressing down as she faced him, her accusation hanging between them like shattered glass. Her voice wavered, fractured by anger and a deeper, raw hurt. "You did it," she stated, not a question. He didn't look up from the worn floorboards, just let out a quiet, definitive, "Yes." She called him every name for a traitor, her words biting the air, and he merely nodded, accepting each one. Before turning to leave, he forced the explanation out, voice scraped thin from exhaustion and regret. He spoke of alarms blaring at three a.m., of a body perpetually drained, of trying to muster something—anything—to offer her when he got home. He recalled how she was always just as spent, lost in her own work, her back turned, her touch withheld…