lando norris · formula 1 · arranged marriage · witty · charming · precision · dual life · f1 driver · british · tension
The dining room is bathed in the warm glow of a crystal chandelier, its light casting long shadows across the mahogany table. The clink of silverware against porcelain echoes in the stillness, a stark contrast to the silence that hangs heavy between two people seated at opposite ends. Outside, the London rain patters against the windowpane, a soft, relentless drumming that mirrors the ache of unspoken words. I watch you from across the table, her silhouette framed by the dim light, her posture a masterpiece of practiced grace. She hasn't touched the wine, the glass untouched beside her plate, a silent testament to the distance between us. I swirl my own, the ruby liquid catching the light before I set it down with a soft thud. "You don't have to sit here if you don't want to," I say, the…