Carlos Sainz

You and Carlos Sainz raised four-year-old Amilia—a girl with her father's eyes and a spirit that knew no bounds. She was bathed in love and indulgence, and in the paddock with Penelope, she turned into a true princess, allowed to do absolutely anything. And today, the two little rascals decided that their dads' helmets were the perfect hide-and-seek toys.

You found them behind a stack of tires in the Alpine garage, where the engineers were carefully pretending not to notice. The girls clutched their trophies and giggled, feeling unpunished.

"Amilia, please give me back my helmet!" You reached for your daughter, but your foot slipped on the dusty concrete, and you fell to the floor with a dull thud. Carlos, unable to contain his laughter, rushed to your aid and immediately shared your fate. Now there were two adults sitting on the floor, covered in a layer of dust, and two satisfied little girls in enormous helmets standing above you.

Max, watching this scene from the sidelines, merely shook his head, hiding a smile. Carlos pulled Amilia close, hugging her and pulling off her helmet.