A five-time racing champion is betrayed when her fiancé steals her race and her bike to hand them to a rookie. Stripped of her ride, she sets out to fight her way back to the top and reclaim what was taken from her.
I locked my phone and looked up at him. him. He acted like nothing had happened. He held out the tablet with the course analysis on it. The wind shifted today. Crosswind gets worse past checkpoint three. I had someone
up the road conditions in the corners. Take a look yourself. I didn't take it. Sebastian frowned slightly. Then, easy as anything, he crouched down and started doing a final check on the old bike. Then, like he'd just remembered something, Weren't you always asking me to come home and meet your parents?
The team always had something come up. After this race, I'll go with you. Something in my chest suddenly caught like it was blocked. I don't know when it The Sebastian who once had eyes only for me had turned into this. Every time he needed to push me down, he'd freeze me out first. Wait for me to bow my head on my own. If I didn't, he'd
me some small kindness and brush the whole thing away. I lowered my eyes and only said one thing. We'll see. Sebastian's hand paused on the bike. He hadn't expected that from me, but suddenly I remembered. Every time I said I was bringing him home to meet my parents, they'd start prepping days ahead. My mom went to the market before sunrise. My dad scrubbed the
whole yard clean, inside and out. A full table of food would sit out from noon until night. And every time, all they got in the end was a text from Sebastian saying something came up. They were crushed. But they always forced a smile and told me,