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Stamford Bridge wasn't unfamiliar territory to Billie Kent, it was a place she had seen her brother triumph and fail on the pitch, when she was a young girl, who idolised her brother, because he was the closest thing she had to a father, and in her eyes he could do no wrong.
And then she began dating Brad when she was nineteen, and when she wasn't in Manchester for university, she was up in the box with the rest of the girlfriends and wives, or as the tabloids called them, 'wags.'
It was her relationship with Brad that tarnished her memories of that stadium, those memories of being a kid, walking onto the pitch with her brother at the last home match of each season faded into insignificance, replaced and tainted by her experiences with Brad.
The days when his agent would encourage her to attend a match to protect Brad's image after yet another photo of him and another girl appeared in the press weighed heavy on her mind. But she was naive and inexperienced, so she just did what the big boys in suits told her to, she signed the NDAs, she plastered on a smile, and she acted like the proud doting girlfriend.
"You okay, Bils?" Jamie nudged Billie as the pair followed the rest of the team out of the locker room, headed for the iconic Stamford Bridge pitch where they would be warming up ahead of kick off.
"Yeah..." Billie's voice trailed off as she laid eyes on the mural printed on the wall, Brad lifting the Champions League trophy in 2021, alongside Kai Havertz, Reece James and Mason Mount. The picture was printed beside a similar image from the 2012 Champions League final, depicting Roy, alongside Ashley Cole and Frank Lampard.
"Hey," Jamie hummed, wrapping his arms around Billie, because he knew her, and he knew that even though those scars were healed, they were still there, and every so often, someone would come along and put pressure on them, reminding her that they may have healed, but they could still hurt, "You're okay."
"I am," Billie muttered, resting her head against his chest as she wrapped her arms around his torso, because she really didn't want to let go, and she desperately didn't want to see Brad, "Or, I will be."
"If you want to sit this one out up in the box with Keeley, Rebecca and Higgins, I can give Will your camera," Jamie assured her, not that he thought she wasn't up to it, he'd just move heaven and earth to keep her happy.
