Love Always Wins

63

Thursday July 16th. Hungary.

Seb: morning beautiful, just arrived at the circuit xx

Chloe: good morning handsome, you ok? Only there's pictures of you already on Insta and you look tired, love you having your chest out tho 💦🔥 xx

Seb: what have I told you about looking on social media?? Xx

Chloe: I know but when you're away it's another way for me to see you xx

Seb: Stalker! 🧐 xx

Chloe: I miss you 😢 xx

Seb: I miss you too 😢 xx

Chloe: did you not sleep well last night? Xx

Seb rolled his eyes at her question as he walked towards the Ferrari motorhome with his headphones on listening to Ed Sheeran singing what he now classed as their song. Once she'd noticed his tiredness she wasn't going to let it go and her worrying about him made him worry about her, especially as the midwife was a little concerned about her blood pressure yesterday morning during her visit.

Seb: I'm getting too excited about next week to sleep! 6 days to go!! 😁 xx

He didn't want her knowing that the other reason he couldn't sleep was because he was already thinking about what the weekend could have instore in terms of his own and the car's performance. Also when he had eventually dropped off to sleep he'd then overslept this morning and had got to the circuit still feeling tired and groggy.

Chloe: and when you get back Sunday night there'll only be 3! Omg! 😰 xx

Chloe: oh & I've got a job for you when you get back! 😉 xx

Seb: ok, name it xx

Chloe: you can massage my perineum, midwife said it helps during labour xx

Seb: I don't even know what or where that it is xx

Chloe: google it, you can do some research during your free time xx

Seb: I don't know what that is either 😂 xx

Chloe: bollocks!! Xx

"Morning Sebastian!"

He lifted his gaze from his phone to see who was speaking to him, Viviana was stood outside the tyre storage area and was already taking photos.

"Morning." He reluctantly removed his headphones and gave her a polite smile behind his mask.

"Did you enjoy your days off?" She leant her head to one side, he looked tired and that surprised her. Maybe the stress of Ferrari's bad form was getting to him or maybe things weren't so good at home. All the time apart from his wife must be tough on both of them.

"Yeah, I did, thanks." He stopped and glanced around. "Have you seen Britta?" He changed the subject to avoid any more personal questions.