I sighed. I had been expecting this
“I retired almost three years ago I had a non compete clause in my contract. Freibfit race for anyone else for three years
The young man, who had been so excited earlier, suddenly grew werkoms.
Itis eyes locked onto mine, as if he was trying to force something together.
“Wait,” he said slowly, “what’s your name?”
Thesitated
kept that part of my life buried, using a different name whenever I raced.
For a long time, I had kept that
But something about the way he looked at me made me feel like I owed him the truth.
“Lara.“I said quietly
The moment the name left my lips, the crowd buzzed with excitement.
Several people immediately recognized it.
Liza had been a rising star in the racing world–a prodigy who had taken the racing scene by storm.
The young man’s face lit up in recognition, but just as quickly, his expression turned antry.
“You’re the Liza?”
he wiked, his voice a mixture of disbelief and frustration.
“Why did you quit? You were on top of the world! You didn’t even race in the Monaco Grand Prix! You could’ve been world champion
He looked at me, his face full of hurt,
“I was your fan. I saved up everything I had to watch you race. And then, the day before, you just disappeared. You let everyone down.”
His words stung, and I didn’t know how to respond.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered, unable to meet his gaze.
“Sorry?” he snapped.
“You weren’t just irresponsible to your fans–you were irresponsible to yourself! You had a gift, and you threw it all away!”
With that, he turned and walked off, leaving me standing there, guilt and regret swirling inside me.
I stared after him, his words echoing in my mind.
Had I really thrown everything away?
Thad sacrificed so much for a life that wasn’t truly mine.
Maybe it was time to take something back
Later, as I sat in the driver’s seat, my phone buzzed with a new message
I was a shot of me, taken by the crowd when I won that street race not long ago.
“Miss Champion, I heard you’ve been street racing Intely? So, are you considering making & comebački“.
The Sparco Racing Team–or a powerhouse in the racing world, a team that had gathered the top drivers from around the globe, consistently ranking at the top of every competition–had fallen from grace
“After you retired, a new team emerged–Hash Lighter Racing. They offered exorbitant amounts to hure away our drivers and crew. Now, Sparco Racing Team is what it used to be. Only a few old friends who truly love the team remain. We all miss you, Cheryl
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