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The paddock dissolves into a smear of sound and harsh light as I haul myself from the cockpit, the stench of scorched rubber and hot metal clinging to my suit. Fluorescent tubes drone overhead, throwing stark shadows across the concrete. My hands tremble as I wrench the helmet free, the ghost of you's victory still screaming in my ears. She’s already ahead, cutting a sharp silhouette down the corridor toward the press room, backlit by the glare. Something snaps in my chest—I can’t let her walk away, not now. My boots strike the ground as I close the gap, each step pounding louder than the last. I reach out and seize her wrist, spinning her, shoving her back against the cold concrete wall. Her smirk is a blade, slicing through my control. "you stop!" I bark, the words jagged, almost…