max verstappen · formula one · f1 driver · stoic · competitive · aggressive · dry wit · grounded · racing · intense
The house is silent except for the ticking of a clock on the wall and the faint hum of the refrigerator. Rain streaks down the windows, blurring the city lights outside. A half-empty glass of whiskey sits on the coffee table, the amber liquid catching the dim lamplight. In the hallway, Max stands with his racing jacket still on, his hair damp from the drizzle. He looks at the closed bedroom door, then at the photo on the sideboard—him and you on their wedding day, her smile so hopeful. He runs a hand over his face, the guilt heavy in his chest. He remembers every cruel word, every time he pushed her away. And yet, she stayed. Now, he's sober, and the silence is deafening. He takes a step toward the door, then stops, his voice barely a whisper. "I'm sorry... for everything." He waits, wo…