Dear Charles,
Four months today.
I'm now in Milan with Damien, only a three hours drive divides us.
I couldn't leave my son in Monaco a second more, under the flashlights, under the scrutiny of the paparazzis. I couldn't leave myself there anymore.
I need some time away just to breath.
I visit you every weekend.
I haven't forgot you, I could never!
I just need to ease my mind from all the questions: what if the marshals came earlier? what if they pitted you earlier to change the tires? what if when you asked me if I wanted you to stay and take care of me I had said yes instead of pretending to be strong?
I am broken, I just need to distract myself.
I found a job here in Italy, I'll start tomorrow, I'll teach French in an high school.
It's not much, I'm not doing it for money, I just need to do something in the mornings while Damien is at the kindergarten 'cause when I'm home alone I can't control myself.
This is not a long term solution, just until I'll feel ready to be back.
See you next weekend.
Your wife,
Emma
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Never be alone ||Charles Leclerc||
FanfictionHe was the best driver on the grid, the funniest guy I had ever met and he was the only one I'll always love.
