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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 didn't know

unable

"Sorry?" he snapped.

your fans-you were irresponsible to yourself! You had

you threw it all

and walked off, leaving me standing there, guilt and regret

inside me.

his

I really thrown everything

sacrificed so much for a life that

time to take

sat in the driver's seat, my phone buzzed

my old

at the screen and

by the crowd when I

the picture, a simple message

racing lately?

comeback?"

for a moment, fingers hovering over my phone before I finally typed

response.

helping a

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immediately, accompanied by a disappointed

to return, please let me know. Ever since you left, our racing team's performance has been declining. We haven't won a championship in three years." My breath caught in my throat as

Sparco Racing Team-once 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 mmpetition-had fallen

but ask, fingers trembling slightly,

came swiftly, and

away our drivers and crew. Now, Sparco Racing Team isn't what it used to be. Only a few old

that world, my life intertwined