"Looks like the player just got played huh?" Elizabeth spoke as she dropped her cigarette. While doing so she felt invincible, like she was the one who broke the heart of the famous Neymar. "You think you played me? I played you. Look at you. Giving up like it's your job. You fell in love with me. Just admit it already" Neymar regarded cockly while smirking. "That's funny. You're easier to read than a book. Every sign points to you loving me. Not me loving you." Elizabeth was on a roll, but did she have feelings for him or was she just another game as well?