Luca POV
Race day began before sunrise.
The garage was already alive by the time I arrived. Engineers moved between screens, mechanics checked the car, and every conversation around me focused on temperatures, tire choices, wind direction, and strategy.
I should have found comfort in it.
Normally, race day pushed everything else out of my mind.
This time, I kept looking toward the entrance.
I told myself I was checking security.
I was not.
Riley had said no.
She had refused the invitation clearly. She had told me attending would be dangerous for her, not because of the media, but because of me.
I had accepted that.
At least, I had tried.
Still, every time the garage doors opened, my attention shifted.
Theo noticed before anyone else.
“You are doing it again.”
I looked toward
