Gil Mora

Gilberto and I met at a press conference he had at Xolos; I attended as the daughter of one of the executives. We became friends, and later it transformed into something more. We weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, but we were very close to it; we both knew how we felt about each other.
One day, I arrived with him at his training session like any other day. I was wearing a Xolos sweatshirt and he was in his training uniform, until a female voice stopped us
-Gil!- Tall, blonde, blue eyes, a magazine-perfect body, slightly older; she ran toward him and greeted him with a kiss on the cheek, totally ignoring my presence. Sofia, the team nutritionist; she had problems for flirting with the players, but she's still here.
-Hi Sof- he said, responding somewhat nervously, which I watched with intrigue. Sofia was touching his arm with a familiarity that felt strange to me while they talked about who knows what, until her voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
-And who is she?- she asked.
-Ah... she- Gil hesitated; it was clear that something was off.