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Chapter 26
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"Madison, you don't have to apologize for being upset." His answer caught me off guard. I looked away, blinking rapidly as I tried to get myself under control. Crying in front of Damon Calloway was not on my list of things to do today. I had enough problems without giving him another reason to call me sweetheart in that unbearably gentle voice. He moved closer but didn't touch me immediately. "Can I?" he asked, opening his arms slightly. That nearly finished me. I nodded, and he pulled me into a hug. For a moment, I stood stiffly against him. Then I let my forehead rest against his chest and held on to the back of his shirt. "I'm scared," I admitted quietly. His hand moved gently over my hair. "I know, sweetheart." "What if everything falls apart?" "Then we'll deal with what actually happens, not every terrible thing your mind can imagine." I let out a shaky breath. "I hate how reasonable you sound." "I can be unreasonable if you'd prefer." "Please don't." "All right.
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I spent the afternoon in the library, determined to make up for the hours I'd wasted worrying. I chose a table in the quieter section, arranged my notes, opened my textbook, and wrote the date at the top of a fresh page. Then I read the same paragraph four times. The words made sense individually, but my mind kept wandering back to the workshop. I thought about the missing equipment, the questions Mr. Harris had asked, and the way the committee members had exchanged glances when I admitted I'd returned to collect my notebook. I turned the page. Five minutes later, I realized I hadn't absorbed anything. "Brilliant," I muttered. "Absolutely brilliant." I rubbed my forehead and tried again. This time, I made it through two pages before someone passing my table whispered my name. I didn't look up. I kept my eyes on the textbook and waited for the footsteps to disappear. They did, but my concentration was gone. I pushed my chair back and went to the bathroom to splash water on
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By lunchtime, the rumours had found a new direction. Apparently, stealing workshop equipment wasn't the only thing I had supposedly done. According to a conversation I overheard outside the cafeteria, I had used my relationship with Damon to secure my place in the development programme, and the missing equipment was either an attempt to make myself look important or an excuse to get closer to him. I stood near the entrance, holding my phone, while two girls discussed my life as if I weren't standing close enough to hear every word. "Think about it," one of them said. "She gets assigned to Damon, suddenly she's everywhere with him, and now there's an investigation." "Maybe she's trying to prove she's useful." "Or maybe she thinks being his girlfriend means she can do whatever she wants." My fingers tightened around my phone. I could have walked away. Maybe, I should have walked away. Instead, I turned toward them. "If you're going to discuss something about me, at least get
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"I didn't tell them to stop investigating. I didn't ask them to overlook anything. I told them that I trust your work and that replacing you without evidence would be a mistake." "That's still interfering." "I'm your partner in this programme, Madison. If they're considering replacing you, I have a right to explain why I don't agree with that decision." "You have a right to explain your position. You don't have a right to turn this into a fight between you and the committee." "I'm not fighting them." "Damon, you told them you wouldn't continue the programme without me!" "Because I won't." He said it so firmly that I had no immediate response. He stepped closer. "You earned your position. I've worked with you, and I know what you're capable of. You understand the car, you question things that don't make sense, and you don't agree with me just because I'm the driver. That's exactly the kind of engineer I want working with me." My anger faltered, but I held on to it. "You could
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I stopped and took a breath. "I'm sorry. But I don't understand what you expect me to say. I went back for something I'd forgotten. I didn't take any equipment, and I didn't see anyone taking anything. I can't give you information I don't have." Mr. Harris looked uncomfortable, but Mrs. Collins remained composed. "We understand that this is frustrating." "With respect, I don't think you do." She let the remark pass. "For now, the committee will continue reviewing the evidence. You will be informed of any decision regarding your position in the programme." I sat there for another moment, waiting for someone to acknowledge how unreasonable the situation felt. Nobody did. The meeting was over. I collected my bag and left the room, keeping my face as neutral as possible until I reached the corridor. Then I stopped beside the window and let out a long breath. I had spent years working towards a future in motorsport engineering. I had studied, practised, and pushed myself throu
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"Listen to me. I know how hard you worked to get into this programme. I've watched you argue your way through technical sessions, defend your calculations, and refuse to accept an answer just because someone has more experience than you. You wouldn't throw all that away to steal equipment." My throat tightened unexpectedly. "And if the committee thinks otherwise?" I asked. "Then they need to investigate properly and find out what happened. I'm not going to pretend I know who took the equipment, but I'm also not going to stand here and act like you're guilty because you went back for a notebook." I looked at him for a long moment. He reached for my hand, rubbing his thumb across my knuckles. "You don't have to convince me, sweetheart." Something inside me loosened. I hadn't realised how badly I'd needed to hear those words until he said them. "Thank you," I whispered. His expression softened. "You don't need to thank me for believing in you." "Maybe not, but I still am." He s
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