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IN WHICH jude worries about his girlfriend in the stadium
THE SANTIAGO BERNABEU buzzed with anticipation, the floodlights cutting through the cool November night. Jude Bellingham stood in the middle of the pitch during warm-ups, juggling the ball effortlessly as fans cheered. But his focus was elsewhere. His eyes darted toward the VIP section, the area he had personally ensured was reserved for Amara, his girlfriend. It was her first Real Madrid match, and he wanted everything to be perfect. Yet, as his gaze swept over the seats, she wasn't there.
A flicker of unease settled in his chest. amara wasn't one to be late, she was always punctual, especially when it came to supporting him. jude's jaw tightened as he scanned the stands again, the restless feeling growing stronger.
"Jude, what's up?" vini, his best friend, jogged past, noticing his distracted expression.
"I can't see Amara" Jude said, his voice low but tense.
vini glanced toward the VIP box. "She's probably on her way, mate. Don't overthink it"
Jude nodded stiffly, trying to push down the worry gnawing at him. But as warm-ups continued, he found himself glancing up repeatedly, hoping she'd suddenly appear in her seat, smiling and waving. Instead, the space remained empty. His movements on the field became sluggish, his mind clouded.
"Bellingham, focus" valverde called out as he passed him running while jude was still thinking about amara
"I can't" Jude muttered under his breath. His frustration was evident now, his usually sharp passes losing their precision.
When the team huddled before heading to the locker room for final preparations, Jude stepped away, making a beeline for Mina, Federico Valverde's wife. She was seated nearby, chatting with some of the other players' families.
"Mina" Jude called urgently as he approached, his expression a mix of worry and frustration.
She looked up, concerned by his tone. "What's wrong? has something happened?"
"Have you seen Amara?" he asked quickly. "She was supposed to be in the VIP box, but she's not there"
Mina frowned, glancing toward the section. "No, I haven't seen her. Are you sure she's not running late?"
