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It was supposed to be just another match. You were just another face in a stadium of thousands. Until Jude Bellingham looked up after scoring and your eyes met. It lasted only a second. Long enough for the referee to blow the whistle. Long enough for security to usher the crowd out. Long enough for him to lose you. Everyone tells him to forget the girl from the stands. He can’t. Because for the first time in his life, Jude Bellingham isn’t chasing a trophy. He’s chasing you.