It was supposed to be a celebration — a perfect day. And in many ways, it was. The sun was warm, the sea breeze soft. Lando was beaming, Oscar couldn’t stop grinning, and the entire paddock seemed to glow with happiness.
Max had almost convinced himself it would be easy. That he could get through the day, raise his glass, smile for the cameras, and go back to his quiet, lonely world.

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