Author's note.

In the heart of the racing symphony, where the roars of engines harmonized with the pulse of ambition, there existed a world where speed traced the outlines of dreams. Amidst the sleek curves of metal and the intoxicating scent of adrenaline, there stood Fiona Rodriguez, a whispered promise in the pit lane's ballet.
As the italien sun dipped below the horizon, casting hues of crimson upon the racing circuits, Fiona's destiny unfolded like a love letter written in a language only the Ferrari pilot could speak, a language of tire tracks and promises of victory. When Fiona and Charles found themselves too tangled in a dance of velocity and desire, she held the pen to write a chapter in the chronicles of racing hearts and healing paws.