Faceless
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No one knows her face. Just her name.
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The past has a way of lingering in quiet corners, waiting for the right moment to resurface. For Carlos Sainz, the roar of engines and the flash of cameras had always been louder than the memories of home. Until she appeared. InΓ©s had been the shadow in the background of his childhood summers, the younger sister no one paid much attention to - too small, too young, too easy to forget. But years had passed, and shadows don't stay children forever. When she walked into the paddock, she wasn't the girl he once overlooked. She carried herself with the kind of silence that asked to be noticed, yet Carlos' eyes slid over her like she was just another face in the crowd. He didn't recognize her. But she recognized him. And in that fragile space between memory and the present, an echo began to stir.

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