...really liked it. Afterward, I walked away. While I was heading home, I deliberately called my partner's best friend and asked why she had never mentioned that my woman was getting married. She asked who had told me, but I just kept pressing her on why she kept it a secret. Eventually, the friend apologized and explained that my partner had asked her not to tell anyone.
My partner never posted any wedding photos anywhere, and neither did her friends. It felt as though they were all in on the deception. I was heartbroken. I didn't even know whether I should call her or not.
My mother even prepared fufu with palm nut soup and meat, but I would just dip my hand in the soup and lick it; I simply couldn't eat. I used to stare at my phone for hours, hoping she would call, but she never did. Finally, I picked up my phone and texted her one word: "Why?" The message showed two blue ticks, and shortly after, I realized she had blocked me on every platform.
It took therapy to get me to the place where I am today ๐๐. You have no idea what I went through. I used to stand under the shower for an hour straight, letting the water pour over me while listening to "SOSO" by Omah lay ๐ฉ๐ฉ.
๐ฃ๏ธ Bruno Fernandes: "I will never forget where I was when I was given the opportunity to come here four years ago. I was standing in the closet in our bedroom in Lisbon. My agent had rang me up around 10 o'clock at night, and my daughter was only three years old at the time, so that was bedtime for us. I went into the little closet to be quiet.
I always told my agent, during my whole career, "I never want to hear about any transfer until it's 100% real. I don't want to be distracted unless there is an offer."
So l knew if he was calling me at that hour, something was going on.
I shut the door and I said, "Miguel? Yeah?"
He said, "Are you ready to hear the news?"
I said, "About what?"
"About going."
"Going where? Spurs?"
"United."
"Are you joking?"
"No, no. I'm serious. United. It's done. It's just on you now. What do you want to do?"
I didn't even reply. I started fighting back tears.
But you know the feeling when you are trying to hold it in, so the other person doesn't realise you're crying, and you can't even speak?
He said, "Bruno? Bruno? Hello?"
At that moment, my wife, Ana, comes looking for me in the bedroom.
"Bruno??? Bruno???"
She opens the door.
"What's going on? Why are you in the closet?"
I said, "It's Miguel. He just called. He's saying United want me."
She said, "Wait...... Are you crying?"
I told her, "I don't know! I think it's happiness!"