EMMALINE’s POV
‘I can’t see’ was all I thought as I sped down the road, my heart pounding in my chest.
We’d been given visors for the race, something about the tournament sponsors wanting to test them out.
The visors ensured we could view the race, the tracks, and everything regarding it through the helmet. Basically, they acted as our only visual aid.
My visor had gone off. Just like that. In the middle of the race.
“Aiden—”
“Shh. Focus on the race, we’re almost there.”
“Aiden—”
“Emmaline, you can fight with me later, I—”
“Aiden, I can’t see!” I cried, my grip on Cattie tightening. “I-I can’t see anything, Aiden!”
“What do you mean? What about the visor—”
“It must be off or something and I obviously can’t stop and take it off.”
Tears pricked my eyes. I should never have ag
