Aliyah’s POV

The roar of engines and the burn in my muscles had become my anchor. Every day I pushed harder, faster, stronger, because I had to. My secret sat like a stone in my stomach, growing heavier by the day. Nobody could know. If they found out, they’d treat me differently. They’d call me weak, broken, unfit.

I refused.

I would not let pregnancy become my cage. I would fight, train, race, and prove that Aliyah Censori was not someone who could be crushed. Not by Asher ...