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Charles doesn't wait. "You're really doing this?"
"Doing what?" I say coolly.
"Playing PR queen for Mercedes. Taking shots at me on live TV like we didn't-"
I cut him off. "Like we didn't what, Charles? Sleep together? Fall apart? Spend a year avoiding each other like we were contagious?"
"You think I don't regret it?"
I step closer, voice steel. "I think you regretted it for five minutes. Right until you found someone new and a yacht to distract you."
His jaw tightens. "You don't know what that year was like for me."
"You don't know what it was like for me," I snap. "To be thrown away, erased from your life like a footnote. And now you're mad because I didn't fall apart quietly." We're close now. Too close. The silence is heavy. Finally, I look him dead in the eye. "Get used to me being here. I'm not going anywhere."
He breathes out once, sharp. "Fine."
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Formula One gave Graciela and Charles everything; love, fame, a future together. Then it took it all away. A year later, Graciela returns to the paddock, only to discover that some wreckages never stay buried.
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Charles Leclerc x Fem OC !
THIS STORY IS FICTIONAL AND DOES NOT REFLECT THE REAL LIVES, PERSONALITIES, OR RELATIONSHIPS OF THE PEOPLE PORTRAYED.