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MJ POV

I had a doctor's appointment yesterday, which was when I got my MRI of my knee. So I had already come to terms with my seasoning being over with Lyon. Soon Lyon ended my loan, and I was sent back to Barca, which was heartbreaking. But I couldn't do anything because there was no point in me arguing, seeing as I would be out for eight months. So I didn't tell anyone but my manager and the Lyon coach.

Mapi had phoned me a couple of times asking how I was, and I told her I was okay every time. Alessia never reached out, which hurt, but I soon got over it; I knew I should just let it be. Alexia would stop by constantly, but I never opened the door. I wasn't going to be a homewrecker because that's not who I am.

I haven't had surgery for my knee; I didn't want to deal with that. Of course, my manager wasn't delighted with that, but she stood by my side. It had been two weeks, and by the end of next week, I would have surgery. I just wanted to get it over with, so I could start rehab and get back on the field where I belong.

Alessia reached out the day before my surgery to tell me that we were done, which I figured as though she hadn't been there for me. Alexia and Mapi stopped to prepare me for my honestly dull surgery; they just tried to make it seem like nothing. Alexia had made some valid points which I listened to her since she had been in the position before.

Also found out that Ale was single and had been for a while, which she had wanted to tell me for a time. I would be stupid to say that I wasn't in love with her, but I was terrified that it wouldn't be enough. So Ale stayed the night at my house while Mapi returned to her and Ingrid's house, and Ingrid apologized for stealing her. They would be back in the morning, though.

Ale- So what are we doing for the rest of the night

MJ- Well, seeing as it is night, Ale, we are going to sleep

I saw Alexia blush as I said that I was assuming she missed being called that, which, if I was being honest, I missed calling her that. I also missed her company; I forgot how she made me feel. Ale started lying on the couch, which made me laugh and caused her to look at me weirdly.

"You aren't sleeping there; follow me," I said, which caused her to get up and follow me; when we got to my room, she stood outside and didn't move. So I walked towards her, held her hand, walked her towards the bed, and told her she could get the clothes she wanted, and I started changing. I was in my sports bra and some short spandex, and I felt her just looking at me, which gave me the confidence to walk up to her, get close to her ear, and whisper, " Are you going to join me or stare?" she quickly laid in bed, and I was quick to cuddle into her, and that was the start of something that I dint want to lose.

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