Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Flora made sure her seatbelt was securely fastened.

Jack leaned out of his car window, casting a disdainful smile when he spotted their Land Rover. He thought to himself, “With that kind of car, they think they can beat me?”

“Everyone ready?” Tomas asked, following the usual pre–race routine.

Jack gripped the steering wheel tightly and yelled, “Ready!”

Flora lazily stretched her hand out of the window and flashed a laid–back peace sign.

At Tomas’s whistle, Jack’s car surged forward, quickly disappearing into the winding mountain roads. Connor started his car at a leisurely pace, following behind.

Dane looked anxious. Jack had been racing since he was a kid, and he was driving a professional sports car. Dane didn’t expect Connor to win; he just hoped they wouldn’t get into any trouble.

“Dane, you think Flora will be alright?” Alex asked shakily, feeling weak at the sight of the mountain roads.

“Don’t jinx this!” Dane snapped, clenching his hands tightly by his sides. “Do you know who Flora is? Nothing’s going to happen to her.”

in a mobile game, perked up at the mention

in his screen turning grey. “What did you say that girl’s name was? Flora?” He immediately pocketed his phone

sudden intensity, simply responded,

“Flora from Westbrook High

watched as Tomas’s complexion went pale, a look of utter dismay on his face. “Good heavens, it’s that

had long since notified all the brothers in Cedarvale

hurriedly got into his car and floored the gas

would happen to Flora, or Baker would have his

got into the car,

without hesitation, buckled up in the backseat,

at the rearview mirror to find the road behind him completely empty, not

Connor’s car.

deliberately slowing down, yet

they can race me. Yeah right.” He resolved to make Connor bow down

hand on the steering wheel and the other propped against the window, supporting his head, he seemed