As she spoke, she pulled out her phone and showed Serena her digital license. "Last time... it was really an accident. I promise, from now on, I will strictly follow all traffic rules. I'll be careful, so, so careful!"
Serena glanced at Brianna's license. It was indeed legitimate.
She said, "But you're in Elyndor now. Since you're turning eighteen in a month, you can wait a month. Once you've fully recovered, you can take the Ghost to a proper track to ride it."
Brianna's eyes lit up, and she threw her arms around Serena. "Okay! Of course! I'll do whatever you say, Serena!"
As they were talking, Brian pulled the car into a private garage.
The garage was dimly lit, with only a few lights on along the sides, making it hard to see anything but the vague outlines of numerous cars.
Serena led Brianna out of the car.
Brian flicked on the headlights, illuminating a massive machine parked in front of them a silver and black heavy motorcycle.
Under the light, every line of the expertly modified bike was perfectly smooth, gleaming with a sharp light.
But the most eye-catching feature was the ghost emblem on its side.
"The G-Ghost! It's really the Ghost!"
Motorcycles had been Brianna's passion since she was a little girl.
Even her heart condition couldn't stop her love for them.
Elyndor's number one female racer, Skye, had been her greatest idol.
She would recognize Skye's beloved Ghost anywhere.
And this top-tier, modified racing bike before her was it.
Brianna practically threw herself at the motorcycle. Clutching the key tightly, she circled it again and again.
She kept reaching out to touch the frame, only to pull her hand back as if afraid she might damage it.
Her eyes were red with excitement and her voice choked up. "It's so cool... The Ghost is so cool! I never thought I'd ever get to see it this. close in person.
She had followed in Skye's footsteps for years, watching every single one of her
races.
Such a legendary figure.
Such a wonderful, powerful person.
She had never wanted to use her status to tarnish Skye's name in any way.
So, even as the young lady of the Blackwood family, she had been just like any
other fan, quietly idolizing her hero from a distance.
This was the first time she had seen the Ghost up close.
The first time she had seen her dream bike.
"Not just see it. Now... it's yours." Serena could see the little girl's love for the Ghost or rather, for the once internationally famous female racer, Skye.
It was a genuine, powerful emotion.
Serena felt her own heart fill with a warm feeling.
"Coincidentally, Brian is hosting something tonight. The atmosphere is pretty good. I'll take you to experience it" She smiled and held out her hand to Brianna: "Give me the key. You can't ride it yourself, but... I can give you a taste of the Ghost."
Brianna's red-rimmed eyes shone brightly in the dim garage. "A r-race track?" Serena nodded. "Mhm."
Brianna swallowed hard, so nervous she felt she might explode. "I... I can ride the Ghost?"
Serena raised an eyebrow. "I told you, it's your gift. Don't you want it?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Brianna shouted the word three times, her voice so loud it echoed through the entire garage.
She immediately threw herself at Serena. "Take me, Serena! Take me!"