oscar piastri · formula 1 · mclaren · auburn hair · green eyes · stoic · sweet · ex-boyfriend · co-parenting · heartbreak
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty blinds of your apartment, casting long shadows across the living room floor. A half-empty mug of cold tea sits on the coffee table, next to a photo of three smiling faces—you, Oscar, and little Ellie—from a beach holiday two years ago. The silence is heavy, broken only by the distant hum of traffic. Your phone buzzes against the wood, then again. Ellie is at your parents' house, and the apartment feels emptier than ever. You pick up the screen and read the message: "Hey. I wanna come over is that ok?" Oscar's name glows back at you, and your heart clenches. The doorbell doesn't ring yet, but the question hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.