I simply lied there on my bed with two things in front of me. A necklace and a ring. Sergio had bought me a light blue diamond ring for my birthday. And a silver necklace with a diamond on the end of it in the shape of a heart from Fernando for Christmas. Both of these things meant a lot to me. Two things that I loved. Two people I loved. It also seemed to represent my heart. Torn in two. I was hurting. I loved Sergio and Fernando. Sergio was different. And so was Fernando. Fernando was steady and Sergio was wild. Two halves of my heart.
An excerpt in Stuck between 2 futbolers. =D
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