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A lot happened over the next week, to be honest. And it was very difficult for the girl to keep track of all the events, no matter how hard she tried.

Xavi's training was significantly different from what Fran offered her. The Barcelona first team coach did not let her down at all and worked with her as if she were one of his players. No favors. Absolutely. The girl arrived at the training base and was unable to simply move her arms, and came out of there practically crawling. But she even liked it. After all, she wanted to spend all her free time training, right?

Fermin now started taking her to training, which made Pablo incredibly angry. In general, this was her older brother's job, but it was more satisfying for Eric to soak up an extra hour in bed or simply go to the beach with friends early in the morning. Sarah was constantly late, and Gavira constantly had to figure out what was wrong. He even offered Pedri as a personal driver, as long as she wasn't late for training, but the answer was only a refusal. Until one day she again crossed paths with Fermin, who, naturally, did not consider it a problem to give his best friend a ride.

Spain lost in the Euro. More precisely, it crashed out at one of the stages. It wasn't some incredible news, Sarah even expected this. It would be wrong to say that she wanted this, but still this feeling was present. So that everyone can see how her absence affects the team. The girl looked at the TV screen for a long time, and the faces of the Spanish women, leaving the field in complete powerlessness, were imprinted in her memory for a long time. Along with Jorge's nasty smile. Sarah couldn't look at him, remembering what he had done to her. Damn them all.

The guys are supposed to fly to America in a couple of days. Sarah is left completely alone, at her own disposal. It scared her a little, actually; she quickly got used to being around Barcelona guys every damn day. She felt really comfortable. Previously, when she met someone from the men's team, especially from the main team, the girl felt embarrassed and even stressed. Now there was no talk about this.

Some time after the Spanish women returned home, so disappointed and angry, Sarah received a call from Alexia. Hernandez didn't want to pick up the phone at all, but something inside felt sorry for her captain. In the end, the girl did not go through what Alexia had to experience. No way. So she decided to speak.

— We want to fight against Jorge. Are you with us?

Sarah sat for a very long time, thinking about the woman's words. After listening to the story of what was happening inside the team, Hernandez's heart broke into pieces. She wanted to support her friends, she wanted to be with them now, to help them. But what does it mean for her to stand up to Jorge?

This meant the end of her career in the national team.

Sarah gets out of Fermin's car. She feels some kind of weight on her heart that is pushing her down with its weight. She barely dragged her feet, trying to get to the locker room, and then to the gym. Everyone had already occupied the exercise equipment, and Sarah had to be content with stretching on a special mat along with fitness bands and dumbbells. There's just one thing: Hernandez keeps looking around, but she doesn't see Pablo. Girl starts to get nervous.

Where the hell is he? All his friends are here, but where is he? Sarah reaches alternately to one leg and then to the other, but constantly looks back. It's not that she was in any way uneasy without him, no, no. It was just weird.

Gavi never missed a workout. Never. And he was never late. Never. It was something incredible and even unnatural. The world would sooner turn upside down than something like this would happen.

Pablo still showed up very late, and Xavi immediately sent him to the field to run laps as punishment. But just imagine, the guy returned just a few minutes later, already sweaty, and immediately approached the coach. There is obvious disapproval in Xavi's eyes, and Sarah immediately rises from her seat.

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