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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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I saved up everything I had to watch you race. And then, the day before, you just... disappeared. You

and I didn't know how to

unable

"Sorry?" he snapped.

weren't just irresponsible to your fans-you were irresponsible to

threw it all

he turned and walked off, leaving me standing there, guilt and

inside me.

him, his words echoing in

I really

for a life that wasn't

time to take

in the driver's seat, my phone buzzed

my

the screen and saw

shot of me, taken by the crowd when I won that street race not long

the picture, a simple

street racing lately? So, are

comeback?"

a moment, fingers hovering over my

response.

a friend

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immediately,

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

a powerhouse in the racing world, a team that had gathered the top drivers from around the globe, consistently ranking at the

ask, fingers trembling

came swiftly, and

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.

once been at the center of that world, my life intertwined with the roar of