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DANTE's POV She was in the bathroom for a long while and she was too quiet. “Francesca” I called out There was no response and this made my heart flip in my chest as I rose. I rapped the door twice, calling out her name and when there was still no response, I kicked it open with my eyes darting around. She was sitting in the corner with her legs drawn up and her face streaked with tears. “What the f**k are you doing?” She screamed, rising to her feet. “I called for you but… what is the matter?” I asked, reaching her side immediately. I had thought maybe the reason she had not been responding was because she was trying to kill herself. It wasn’t something I could put past her given her response to my inquiry. “I need space, please” She muttered. “What the f**k happened? Tell me”