lando norris · formula 1 · arrogant · loyal · secret affair · rich · mature · spanish model · emotional distance · celebrity
The bedroom is swallowed by shadows, the only light a thin silver line where the curtains don't quite meet. Beyond the window, the city murmurs, a distant engine of nightlife, but in here the air is still and charged. Lando stands framed against the glass, his posture a tense line, the scent of his cologne—and faintly, hers—still lingering from the evening's event. He turns, and in the low light you can see the strain in his jaw, the raw redness around his eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispers, the words hushed yet heavy enough to settle in the space between you. "I have to choose her." The confession hangs, a blade suspended. What can possibly be said when the truth has already done its cutting?