Chapter 1

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Y/N's POV - last week of May - ''This is Home'' (Switchfoot)

              As the plane touched down at Nice airport, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. I had managed to save up some of my overtime and take a few days off to visit my family in Monaco. Despite the close bond between my three brothers and me, our adult lives and responsibilities often kept us apart, especially since I had been living in the US for the past decade. However, the opportunity to watch Charles drive in one of the most iconic circuits in Formula 1 provided the perfect excuse to reconnect with my beloved siblings. My youngest brother, Arthur, was waiting for me at the airport with uncontainable enthusiasm. He embraced me tightly, almost squeezing the life out of me.

"Sis, I've missed you soooooo much! How have you been?", he exclaimed.

"I'd feel a little better if you didn't squeeze my neck so tightly...", I managed to say, gasping for breath.

"Come on, you're a head and neck surgeon, you can fix it later.", he replied, finally releasing me.

"Even so, please let me breathe.", I pleaded, smiling.

"Fine, but you can't deny that you miss me too.", he teased.

"More than I'd like to admit, kiddo.", I sighed, planting a kiss on his cheek, "Alright, let's go. They're all waiting for us back home."

        After a 30-minute drive, we arrived at the house where we had all grown up. It always felt comforting to return to familiar surroundings. As soon as Arthur parked the car, my mother rushed out to greet me, engulfing me in a warm embrace.

"Ma chérie, I missed you so much! How was your trip?", she asked.

"It was fine. I made it here in one piece, with no missing luggage.", I replied.

"Come inside, your brothers are already here.", she said, leading the way.

"Even Charles? Shouldn't he be resting before the big race tomorrow?", I inquired.

"Only after he sees his big sister...", Charles interjected, appearing from behind.

"Hey, Mr. P3. Are you ready for tomorrow?", I asked, hugging him tightly.

"As ready as one can be, but having you here only makes things better.", he replied, a smile lighting up his face.

"I missed you too, even you Lorenzo.", I chuckled, acknowledging my eldest little brother, who had quietly joined us.

"How is the only smart person in this family doing?", Lorenzo playfully asked.

"Hey, you guys are smart too... we've talked about this. Just because I studied abroad doesn't make me special.", I protested, with a playful grin.

"It kinda does, Ms. International.", he said, side-hugging me affectionately.

              I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. Despite being the oldest, I cherished the way Lorenzo and my other brothers looked up to me as their role model. It was an honor to be their guiding light throughout all these years.

"Oh, before I forget, are you coming to the afterparty tomorrow night?", Charles asked.

"Do I really have to? You know parties aren't my thing.", I groaned.

"I know, but it's the perfect occasion for you to finally meet everyone.", he insisted.

"Alright, but no last-minute attempts to set me up on a date or anything like that. I'm happily single.", I warned playfully.

"You know, Y/NN, someday someone will catch your eye, and you'll bite your tongue.", my mother chimed in.

"I don't think so.", I replied confidently. ''They call me Ice Queen for a reason, you know.''

"We'll see, Y/NN, we'll see.", she smirked, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

             I couldn't help but wonder what the future held in store for me. Little did I know that the upcoming days would be filled with surprises and unexpected encounters that would challenge my convictions about love and relationships.

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