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"Salut," Izabela picked up her phone.
"Salut. I'm here," Amaury said.
"Okay, I'm coming," Izabela pulled her sneakers on.
"Have a good rest of your day, Iza," Myriam gave her a small smile.
"Merci," she smiled back.
Izabela grabbed her bags and water bottle. She walked out of the dressing room and filled up her water bottle. The other dancers waved as she passed. It had been a week since she had broken up with Neymar. Everyone seemed to be treading carefully around her. She appreciated their concern.
She had checked into the same hotel as her family. Izabela was only talking to them and Amaury. Neymar and all his family were still trying to contact her. She was ignoring almost everyone. She couldn't bear to talk to Amelia or Tessa either.
"Iza," Amaury smiled when she opened the door.
"Amaury," she hugged him tightly.
"How was class?" He wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they walked towards the car that he had bought earlier that week. Amaury had moved out of Neymar's guest house and checked into the same hotel as Iza and her family.
"Great," she nodded throwing her bags in the back seat.
"Glad to hear it. Are you hungry?"
"Definitely."
"Me too. What are you doing tomorrow?"
"I'm not sure yet. I originally had planned on getting married," she shook her head, "but that's clearly not happening."
"What if we did something fun?"
"What were you thinking?"
"Disneyland Paris," he grinned at her.
"Really?" Izabela perked up.
"Oh yeah! Let's do something great tomorrow. I'm making it my duty to have you smiling all day."
"Okay, I like the sound of that."
"Great. I already got everyone tickets."
"Amaury, you didn't have to do that."
"I wanted to," he smiled at her.
"Well thank you."
"Of course. I do have a question for you though."
"Sure."
"Why did you change your Instagram name from Iza?" Amaury looked over at her once they were at a red light.
"Oh. Yeah. It was Neymar who started calling me Iza when we were much much younger. Before that, everyone used my full name. It's strange though to see it like that though. People rarely use my full name anymore."
"Can I call you Bela instead then?"
"Bela. Bela," she repeated thoughtfully, "yeah. I like that a lot."
"Bela. It fits. It's almost French," he chuckled.
"Really?"
"Almost yeah," he laughed, "the French word for beautiful is 'belle'. So Bela is pretty close."
"Thank you," she smiled.
"Of course," he squeezed her hand.
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The Paris Fiancé || Santos & Guichon
FanfictionIzabela dos Santos Emboaba is planning on moving around the world from Salt Lake City, Utah, USA to Paris, France to be with her fiancé, Neymar Jr. She has secured a job with the prestigious Paris Opera Ballet, but she is taking a demotion. Wedding...