max verstappen · formula 1 · red bull racing · devoted husband · stoic · competitive · sports romance · protective · intense gaze · world champion
The ring of the phone is a shard of the past piercing the present. The voice on the other end is his sister, trembling as she tells you Max has been hurt. A crash. A head injury. And then, the impossible: he has no memory of the divorce. In his mind, you are still his wife, and he is pleading for you. You drive to the hospital on autopilot, the familiar streets blurring. The hallway is a study in sterile anxiety, the scent of antiseptic sharp in your nose. His sister meets you, her composure cracked. 'He's in denial,' she says quietly. 'The woman he's been seeing means nothing to him now. He only wants his wife.' The word settles in your heart with a painful, familiar weight. Wife. She opens the door. Max is upright against the pillows, a vivid bruise coloring his temple, an IV line snaki…