𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 ↝ ᴼˢᶜᵃʳ ᴾⁱᵃˢᵗʳⁱ

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Anastasia examined her camera, a pang of disappointment welling up within her as she realized that her memory card, containing her precious photos, videos, and unpublished blog drafts, was missing.

"I'll manage," she replied, her voice tinged with regret. "It's just a setback."

As they stood amidst the growing crowd, Anastasia couldn't help but feel the weight of the situation. Not only had her camera been damaged, but her memory card, which contained a trove of personal information and unpublished blog content, was gone. Panic began to creep in as she imagined the consequences if someone were to find the card.

George, who had been immersed in celebrating with his team, finally noticed the commotion and turned to see his sister. His eyes widened in surprise as he made his way over to her.

"Tasha, what happened?" he asked, his concern evident.

Anastasia explained the accidental collision with Oscar, her laptop crash, and the unfortunate loss of her memory card. She couldn't hide the anxiety in her voice as she thought about the sensitive information on that card.

George sighed, feeling guilty for not being there to protect his sister. "I'm so sorry about this, Tasha. Are you okay?"

Anastasia nodded, trying to reassure her brother, but the panic inside her was growing. She knew she had to leave quickly before someone found the memory card that could expose her true identity as Enigma.

Before George could say anything more, Anastasia made a quick decision. She knew she had to leave the scene and avoid any risk of her memory card falling into the wrong hands.

"George, I'll be fine," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I think I need some time alone. I'll see you later."

With those words, Anastasia swiftly turned and disappeared into the crowd. She knew she had to retrieve her memory card or ensure its safe disposal before anyone could discover her secret life as the enigmatic Formula 1 blogger.

George watched her go, concern etched on his face, but he understood the urgency of her departure. As he turned back to his team and the celebrations continued, he couldn't help but wonder about the true extent of his sister's secret life as Enigma and the challenges she faced to keep it hidden.

Crack.

28th may, evening
monaco

After George had completed a series of exhilarating interviews and celebrated his special race victory, he finally had a moment to catch his breath. The Monaco Grand Prix had been a defining moment in his racing career, and he was overwhelmed by the attention and excitement surrounding him. But amid the chaos, his thoughts kept drifting back to Anastasia and the mishap earlier in the day.

Back at their hotel, Anastasia had been holed up in her room for hours, consumed by panic over the lost memory card. She regretted ever starting the Enigma blog, and the fear of exposure gnawed at her. What if someone found the card? It could spell the end of her secret life as Enigma, her privacy shattered.

As Anastasia paced her hotel room, her anxiety reached its peak. She clutched her damaged camera and sighed, wondering how she could ever recover the missing memory card and salvage her anonymity. The weight of her double life pressed heavily on her shoulders.