Chapter 22

Time flew by, and soon it was the day of the race. On the racetrack, cars of various colors were already in position, lined up according to the draw order. Taryn's position was in the third row. It wasn't the best, but it wasn't the worst either. Many racers participated this time, with people of all nationalities present. It was a major international competition. Taryn took a deep breath. For some reason, she felt stressed. The most she had competed against domestically was around 100 racers. A race with nearly 1,000 participants like this was a first for her. Just as Taryn was psyching herself up, Zane suddenly appeared beside her. The current Zane wasn't as disheveled as he had been a few days ago, but the fatigue in his eyes remained. It was impossible to hide. Taryn glanced at him and then averted her gaze. Over the past few days, Zane had often been waiting for her downstairs, but she had never gone to meet him. Taryn had already noticed that Zane was wearing a racing su