"I'm leaving for Brazil next week" I poured out and looked at her face, she was awestruck and I feared I might have said it wrongly as she removed her hands from mine.
"Isabella" I tried to grab her hands back but she removed them from the table and placed them on her laps.
"Brazil for what?" She asked and I could see the obvious pain in her eyes.
"I have to continue my football career so I'm going to a football college in Brazil" I said and immediately saw a feeling of sadness. I could see tears building up in her eyes but she tried to cover it up as she looked away from me.
"Next week?" She asked and I nodded my head, she tried to feign a smile through her red eyes.
"Yes, I'm sorry I should have told you earlier"I apologized but she laughed and brought my hands to hers.
"It's cool," she said.