Gil Mora

Gilberto and I met at a press conference he had with Xolos. I, the daughter of one of the directors, attended. We became friends, and then it turned into something more. We weren't officially dating, but we were very close. We both knew how we felt about each other. One day, I arrived at his training session with him like any other. I was wearing my Xolos sweatshirt, and he was in his training uniform, until a female voice stopped us. -Gil!- Tall, blonde, blue eyes, magazine body, a little older, ran towards him and greeted him with a kiss on the cheek, totally ignoring my presence. Sofia, the team's nutritionist, had problems for flirting with the players, but she's still here. "Hi Sof," he said, responding somewhat nervously, which intrigued me. Sofia was touching his arm with a familiarity that seemed odd to me as they talked about something or other, until her voice pulled me from my thoughts. "And who is she?" she said. -ah..her- Gil hesitated, it was clear that something was wrong.