Hazel POV
I walked away from Callie without looking back, my legs still shaky from the race and the ugly confrontation. The stack of money I had thrown at her face lay scattered on the ground like worthless paper. Her furious shouts and the sound of her kicking Asher’s car faded behind me, but the humiliation burned hot in my chest.
How dare she treat me like some cheap gold-digger? I had never asked for any of this. I never wanted Asher’s attention, his money, or his dangerous world. All I had wanted was to save my brother. Now I was tangled in something far bigger and more terrifying than I could handle.
The racing complex felt endless. Bright lights, roaring engines in the distance, people laughing and cheering like nothing had happened. I kept my head down and walked until I reached
