Chapter 74

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THANK YOU ALL SOSOSOSOSO MUCH FOR 200K!!!

THANK YOU ALL SOSOSOSOSO MUCH FOR 200K!!!

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shout out to all my pookies in the comments
u are the reason i have any ounce of motivation
<3 forever grateful 😚🩷🩷🩷

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[ POV: Narrator ]

The headache started somewhere over the Channel and had developed into full-on cranial warfare by the time they'd reached France. Andi's head was pounding and her stomach flipped every time the plane dipped.

She had no one to blame but herself. Well—herself, and maybe Alex, and maybe whoever invented frozen margaritas.

But mostly herself.

She and Oscar were heading back to Monaco for the break between the British and Hungarian Grands Prix—a few days where, usually, drivers would prioritise rest. For Andi, however, her schedule was already booked and busy with various events, both casual and not-so-much.

And, since many drivers lived in and around Monaco, the exodus from Silverstone was less of a quiet retreat and more of a migrating herd.

It also meant that they were all pretty much travelling at the same time.

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