Maximus “What happened? Why is Gazelle crying?” Dante asked, concern etched on his face. I looked at him, my face tense from everything going on. “Dante... I’m a mess. Gazelle’s hurting because she feels so alone,” I said. Dante let out a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair. “Gazelle did everything she could, man—tried to hold it all together—but it was too much. I saw how you kept pushing her away. Even I couldn’t stand to watch it. She’s exhausted, and she’s pregnant—she shouldn’t be going through this alone. Especially not today. This is when she needs you the most.” He paused, his voice softening. “I’ve told you before—whatever’s going on, it’s in your head. I know you. We’ve been friends for years, and I know hurting her isn’t who you really are, and never your intention.” Before I could formulate a response, his phone rang, cutting through the tension. “It’s the hospital,” he said, his tone shifting to something more professional. He answered on speaker, allowi
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