Gilberto Mora

Gilberto and you met thanks to a press conference he held at Xolos. You were the daughter of one of the executives who attended, so he took you to him, and you became friends. Later, that friendly interaction turned into something more.

They weren't officially dating, but you felt they were about to be. They both knew how they felt about each other and the romantic entanglement between them.

It was just another day of leisure for Gilberto, and as always, you were there with him. You were wearing your Xolos sweatshirt, and he was wearing his training uniform.

Everything was normal, as always, like any other training day. You saw everyone joking around, Gil dedicating goals to you, the others making fun of it, and you laughed at their terrible jokes and banter.
But Gil's mood changed when a woman entered the field.

— Gil! — Tall, blonde, blue-eyed, with a magazine-worthy body and a little older than him, she ran in his direction and greeted him with a kiss on the cheek, completely ignoring your presence.
Sofia, the team's nutritionist. She got in trouble for flirting with the players, but apparently she still works for the national team.

— Hi Sof — Gilberto greeted, a little nervously, to which you looked at him somewhat intrigued.

Sofia touched his arm with an unusual familiarity while they talked about topics that none of the other players or you knew about.
There were many questions in your head and no answers, not even a few solutions or anything like that, until her voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

— And who is she? — she asked, looking you up and down

— Ah, her — Gilberto hesitated, it was clear that something was wrong.

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