Max Verstappen

The hotel room was chaos.

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Max Verstappen

That's not fair.

His voice came out lower than before, the anger replaced by something more tired.

Max Verstappen

turning fully toward her, arms dropping to his sides I'm trying to keep us afloat. The car, the schedule, the travel... I'm trying.

The baby let out a small, miserable whimper against your shoulder.

The hotel room still hummed with the confusion of the morning. A half-packed suitcase gaped open on the bed. The curtains were drawn tight against the late Singapore heat.

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