Chapter 129\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I\u2019d arrived, the race was already starting Sam had walked toward me mediately, pointing toward the track with obvious excitement.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s her. The rider I want to sign and take international.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d followed his gesture and then stopped dead in my tracks, my blood turning to ice in my veins.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There, on the starting line wearing a black mask that covered everything but her eyes, was a figure I would have recognized anywhere,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Athena..\u00a0<\/p>\n
My Athena was racing? When had she started? How had she learned?\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was something I\u2019d never known she could do, something she\u2019d been hiding from me for weeks. From Orion too, I was\u00a0<\/p>\n
either.\u00a0<\/p>\n
31\u00a0<\/p>\n
re of this\u00a0<\/p>\n
My blood began to boil as the reality of what I was seeing hit me. This was dangerous.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Racing came with so many risks \u2013 I knew because I lived with them every day. I knew how many times I\u2019d been injured, how many close calls I\u2019d had, how easily everything could go wrong in a split second.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She could get hurt. She could lose her life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t let her do this. Not when I\u2019d just realized my feelings, not when I\u2019d just admitted to myself that I loved her. I couldn\u2019t lose the person I loved again. I didn\u2019t think I\u2019d be able to survive it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But as I stood there watching the race begin, as I watched her lean into that first turn with perfect form, as I saw the natural grace and fearless determination that made her shine even among experienced riders, I\u2019d felt my heart swell with pride and love and absolute terror all at once.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was magnificent. She was brave. She was everything I\u2019d always known she could be.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a moment, despite my fear, I was proud of her. I was rooting for her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She moved through the pack like she\u2019d been born on a bike, taking calculated risks that paid off, making split\u2013second decisions that kept her ahead of riders with years more experience. She was a natural, and it was beautiful and terrifying to watch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she crossed the finish line first, I found myself yelling and jumping happily despite the fact that I was furious with her for putting herself in\u00a0<\/p>\n
danger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was so proud of how she\u2019d held her ground, how she\u2019d proven herself against tough competition. But we definitely needed to talk about this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then my eyes caught sight of her bike as she pulled off her helmet, smiling and waving at the cheering crowd. It looked familiar \u2013 exactly like the one I\u2019d given to Derek because his girlfriend had wanted to learn\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wait. If this was that bike, then\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
I slowly took a step toward her, confusion and realization dawning at the same time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But then I watched as she smiled and ran toward someone specific in the crowd. I watched her throw her arms around Derek, as he spins her around like she belonged to him, like she\u2019d always belonged to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
watched them smile at each other like they shared some private joke.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
30-34 Thu danh\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 129\u00a0<\/p>\n
Watched when he sand something that made her laugh, that wright, gemine hd fatten in love with.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ewatched when he lifted her mask a little off her face, no her month. And Han he kissed her. The Vissed her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At that moment, everything inside me died.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It didn\u2019t hurt this much when I\u2019d found less cold and lifeless on our dining room floor. This was different. This was worse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was a pain I couldn\u2019t name, couldnt understand, couldn\u2019t hear. It felt like someone had reached into my nest and torn out everything that mattered, leaving nothing but a gaping hole where my heart used to be.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My steps faltered and I stumbled backward, unable to process what I was seg.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The woman I\u2019d just confessed to myself of loving, the woman I\u2019d been ready to fight for, to make everything right, was in\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was all my fault.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d lost her before I had the chance to make her mine. I\u2019d lost her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only one word could come out of my lips, broken and barely audible.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAthena.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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