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Chapter 2 Being Herself Again

Word Count: 1703    |    Released on: 14/10/2025

hing open the door and stepping into the

worsened. Her emotions are volatile, and she's now showing physical symptoms. We believe

ose, eyes narrowing. "What about the international ps

ther studies. Since then, she has disappeared; she hasn't accepted

ghtened. "Then I'll send s

l and strode back toward the house, de

ter bedroom lay in silence. S

had sh

et house, he finally discovered her

r, her long hair spilling acr

ser, his shadow f

eep here?" His voice came

resignation. "We're signing the divorce papers tomorrow. Sh

bed, not a hint of anger colored

ced Asher with pa

avered. Yet he said nothing. The decision t

room. I need to leave and

ed his keys and strode out, the door shutting w

ture could only ha

y staring into the dark, her chest tight with restless ach

he motion rough. A sharp glint caught her eye-scissors. Without hesi

er. Now that their marriage was end

ur la

ge, swung a leg over a motorcycle

vibration thrumming through her bones as she sho

where speed drowned out every ache. Whenever her mood soured, she came

d come back after her ma

on a whim, drawing a ripple o

gering rich boys filled the track,

n-the Mason couple's youngest s

ion-dollar custom motorcycle. Leaning against it with effortless arrogance

g women race now? That's absurd,"

ry, but the sight of a female racer

leaving Charlie clueless that the woman standing bes

r, recognized hi

ith motorcycles-how Charlie had grown up worshi

ntempt, Scarlett merely rested a gloved h

t rust bucket she's riding-it's older than my dad's! Probably just some gold digger looking to catch a

motorcycle did seem like an antique-its once-bright p

se stirred in his chest. Something abou

pointed to one name: Lightning, the limited-editio

couldn't

that motorcycl

d near it-so how could some r

ht, the spoiled heirs lounging

's level-she should do everyone a fa

. "She's not here to race-probably ju

e the face hiding under there. If you're easy o

s he's got a soft spo

, rippling through the crowd un

d toward them, her eyes locking

make it interesting w

heirs, but tonight, she wasn't exactly in a good

, incredulous at the thought of los

familiar, uncannily like h

ink further, Scarlett's ton

etball court nearby, her eyes sharp with challenge. "If I win,

the are

linked in surprise, then bur

? And when you

meone like you can w

led through the g

he believed she really need

take on all your punishments-twent

off, replaced by

kle. "You? Doing fifteen sets of that? Yo

ed, "Just pack it up and walk away. We wo

ourself the e

cut through the j

to take the

out her voice tugged at the edge of re

ay anything, the crow

y we're letting som

about the punishment you mentioned. If you l

clearly meant

e as she met their eyes. "Keep dreaming.

of the starter's gun split

tore off the line, streaking across the t

seriously at first. If she los

k black blur streaked past him, vanishing so fast

re than twenty turns-Scarlett's specialty. She devoured each

the track with. Though it had been sitting in the garage for y

of people one by one, the g

ttle, body low against the frame, cutting her

ss the track, swallowing th

finish line-her last chance to overtake him

s taunts rose above

ric-one wrong move and you'll be

the stripping-just kneel a

the roaring wind, sharp and mean,

h the visor, lashes catc

d her throat as she lowered her

end, the rear wheel skimming off the asphalt as she slid through in one

eked across

g skidded to a stop rig

he others arrived beh

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