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I sighed. I had been expecting this.

"I retired almost three years ago. I had a non-compete clause in my contract. I couldn't race for anyone else for three years."

he young man, who had been so excited earlier, suddenly grew serious.

His eyes locked onto mine, as if he was trying to piece something together.

"Wait," he said slowly, "what's your name?"

I hesitated.

For a long time, I had kept that part of my life buried, using a different name whenever I

raced.

But something about the way he looked at me made me feel like I owed him the truth.

""Liza." 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 angry. "You're the Liza?"

he asked, 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.

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saved up everything I had to watch you race. And then, the day

stung, and I

unable to meet

"Sorry?" he snapped.

irresponsible to your fans-you were

and you threw it all

leaving me standing

inside me.

after him, his

really thrown

sacrificed so much for a

was time to take

the driver's seat, my

from my old fleet

screen

a shot of me, taken by the crowd

the picture, a simple message

been street racing lately?

comeback?"

fingers hovering over my phone before I finally

response.

a friend

Cold

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immediately, accompanied by a

racing team's performance has been declining. We haven't won a championship in three years." My breath caught in my throat as I read

Sparco Racing Team-once a powerhouse in the racing world, a team that had gathered the top drivers from around the globe,

couldn't help but ask,

answer came swiftly, and it

Racing. They offered exorbitant amounts to lure away our drivers and crew. Now, Sparco Racing Team isn't what it used to be. Only a few old friends who truly love the team remain. We all miss you, Cheryl." The weight of the

of that world, my life intertwined with the roar of

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