Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 961:

Shelly caught the shift, her tone sharpening ever so slightly. “She must be quite the standout. If anything strange happens with her, or if she causes problems, come to me.”

Heidi nodded quickly. “You can count on me.”

Yvonne remained completely unaware and uninterested in whatever schemes Shelly had in motion.

But like a pebble in her shoe, Shelly lingered—annoying, constant, and impossible to ignore.

Yvonne felt like she was losing her mind, her thoughts spinning too fast to bear. She needed a release.

At the racetrack, she had already suited up. Her red sports car thundered across the asphalt, drawing attention with its sheer speed. But a silver car stayed glued to her rear bumper. A few times, she nearly lost her lead when her focus slipped.

and leaving the silver car—and the rest of the racers—far

coiled inside her.

had work

“Yvonne!”

heard a familiar voice call

was

was stepping out of a silver racecar—the same one that almost

and warm. “I saw you earlier. You

back of her neck. “That? It’s nothing. But if you’re into racing too, maybe

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