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Dante's POV “She’s hiding something,” I said, my voice dropping.Clarissa crossed her arms, pacing a few steps before turning back to me. “So what are you saying? That she lied about everything?”“I’m saying Reed and I don’t know what’s real anymore,” I replied. “And that’s a problem.”The room felt smaller somehow, like the walls were closing in around the weight of the conversation.“What do you think she wants?” Clarissa asked quietly.I met her gaze, holding it. “That’s exactly what we’re trying to figure out.”Clarissa let out a slow breath, shaking her head slightly. “You’re overcomplicating this.”I frowned. “Am I?”“Yes.” She stepped closer, her voice firm now. “Chelsea came back because of you.”I stiffened.“That’s not—”“She still loves you, Dante,” Clarissa said, cutting me off.The words hit harder than I expected. For a moment, I didn’t respond. I just stared at her, trying to process it.“No,” I said finally, though my voice lacked conviction. “That doesn’t make sense.

Dante's POV I had just left Clarissa’s house when my phone rang. It was an unknown number so I ignored it.I almost ignored it.Something made me answer.“Hello?”Silence at first. Not the peaceful kind of silence but the heavy kind, like someone was breathing but didn’t want to be heard.Then a voice. Low. Distorted, like it had been dragged across gravel.“Are you happy now?”I froze mid-step. “What?”A pause. Then, sharper this time, deliberately. “Reed is in the hospital.”Everything inside me dropped.“What are you talking about?” My voice came out louder than I intended. “Who is this?”Another pause. I could hear faint noises in the background, maybe traffic, maybe wind. It didn’t matter. My focus narrowed into a single, suffocating point.“Are you happy now?” the voice repeated.“I don’t even know what you’re talking about!” I snapped. “Reed is my best friend. Where is he? What hospital?”For a moment, I thought the call had ended. Then the voice returned, quieter now, almost a

Dante's POV “He’s got a fighting chance,” the doctor said gently. “But it’s going to take time. Go home if you can. Rest. He’ll need you strong when he wakes up.”The doors closed behind him with a soft whoosh that sounded final. I sank back into the chair, elbows on my knees, head in my hands. My chest tightened until I couldn’t breathe right. Reed, the guy who’d dragged me out of every bar fight, who’d laughed at my worst jokes, who’d promised we’d grow old causing trouble together was lying in there hooked up to machines, maybe never waking up. A sob built in my throat, raw and ugly, but I choked it down. I was a man, damn it. Men didn’t break down in hospital waiting rooms. Not where anyone could see. My eyes burned, but no tears came. Just this dry, hollow ache that threatened to swallow me whole.Clarissa sat beside me again, closer this time. Her arm slid around my shoulders, warm and steady despite the tremor I could feel in her. “Hey,” she whispered, voice soft but fierce. “

Dante's POV She stared at me, searching my face for something…anything that resembled honesty and I know she didn't find it. Dealing with Reed's wife was the worst punishment ever, she could never be satisfied. I still wondered how Reed coped.“I don’t trust you,” she said.“Right now,” she continued, “the only thing I care about is seeing my husband. So you can either take me to him…”She released my shirt slowly.“…or I’ll find him myself.”I glanced at Clarissa, who gave me a subtle look, one that said be careful.“The doctor said no one can see him…not yet.” I said, trying to be calm.“You think you can just show up here and act like you belong?” she snapped, her hands trembling, though whether from anger or fear I couldn’t tell.Before I could even step in, Clarissa moved.“Drop it,” she said, her tone firm but controlled. “This is a hospital. You’re disturbing the peace.”Her voice wasn’t loud, but it carried authority. Too much authority.And that was the problem.Because the m

Dante's POV “I’m your sister. The same blood runs through our veins.”The world seemed to go quiet as soon as she said those words. I stared at her, my mind scrambling to process what she had just said even though I already knew it. Even though I had always known it and even though I had tried to deny it every single time.“We share the same blood,” she went on. “That doesn’t change just because it’s inconvenient for you.”My fists clenched at my sides.“Don’t,” I said under my breath.“Don’t what?” she asked. “Don’t remind you? Don’t say the truth out loud?”Her eyes softened slightly, but it didn’t make it any easier to breathe.“You can hate me all you want,” she said. “You can pretend I’m just Reed’s wife, a stranger, someone you owe nothing to. But it won’t change what we are. We are siblings,Dante.”I swallowed hard, anger and something else…something deeper that was twisting inside me.“You lost the right to call yourself my sister a long time ago.”Her expression didn’t brea