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#Chapter 162: Glitter & Gold

Ella I touched the gold medal around my neck, feeling the weight of it against my skin. It was a surreal moment, one I couldn’t quite wrap my head around. Logan had just won the race, and he had draped his victory medal around my neck. The gesture left me inexplicably attracted to him, and I had to look away to hide the blush that had crept onto my cheeks. Logan, still in his racing suit with his helmet still hiding his identity, glanced at me with a warm look in his eyes. “You okay, Ella?” I nodded, my voice a little shaky as I replied, “Yeah, I’m fine. Just... this is all a bit overwhelming.” He chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I can imagine. It’s not every day that this happens for you, I’m sure.” I couldn’t help but offer a small smile in return. “No. It doesn’t.” There was a brief silence between us, the sound of the crowd becoming our backdrop, before Logan jerked his head toward the garage. “Meet me there?” “Sure,” I said with a nod. I watche

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