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 When Anthony know about Amber Pregnancy issue😱 

Evening at Amber’s apartment. The lights are dim. Amber looks anxious. Anthony enters, smiling, holding takeout food.

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Anthony:
(Cheerfully)
Hey, I brought your favorite—pad thai and those spring rolls you always steal from me.

Amber:
(Forces a weak smile)
Thanks… You didn’t have to.

Anthony:
Amber, what’s wrong? You’ve been quiet all week. You barely texted me back today. What’s going on?

Amber:
(Takes a deep breath, avoids eye contact)
Can you… sit down for a minute?

Anthony:
(Concerned)
You’re scaring me. Are you okay?

Amber:
I… I don’t really know how to say this. I’ve been trying to figure out the right time, but there isn’t one.

Anthony:
Okay, just say it. Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out. Together.

Amber:
I… I was pregnant.

Anthony:
(Pauses, blinks)
Wait—was?

Amber:
I found out three weeks ago. I didn’t know how to tell you. And then… a few days ago, I started bleeding. I went to the doctor, and they confirmed… it was a miscarriage.

Anthony:
(Sits down slowly, stunned)
Oh my God… Amber… why didn’t you call me? Why didn’t you tell me when it happened?

Amber:
Because I didn’t even know how to tell you I was pregnant in the first place. I was terrified. I didn’t want to change everything. And when it all went wrong, I just— I couldn’t handle it. I didn’t want you to see me like that.

Anthony:
Amber… Jesus. You went through that alone?

Amber:
Yeah. And I know you’re probably mad. I kept this huge thing from you. But it all happened so fast. I wasn’t ready for any of it. One second I was pregnant, the next I wasn’t. I’m still trying to understand what I feel.

Anthony:
I’m not mad. I’m... shocked. Hurt, maybe. That you felt like you had to face that alone. But I’m not mad at you. I’m heartbroken—for both of us.

Amber:
I didn’t want you to feel trapped or scared. I didn’t want to see that look in your eyes.

Anthony:
Amber, I would never think of you or the baby like that. I may have freaked out at first—sure—but I care about you. I love you. I would've stood by you through everything.

Amber:
I’m sorry. I should’ve trusted you more. I just… I felt so ashamed. Like my body betrayed me. Like I failed.

Anthony:
Hey, no. Don’t you ever say that. This is not your fault. What happened isn’t something you could control. And you didn’t fail anyone. Especially not me.

Amber:
I keep replaying it. The moment I saw the blood. The silence in the doctor’s office. It’s like… something I didn’t even know I wanted was taken from me, and now there’s this… emptiness.

Anthony:
(Takes her hand gently)
I wish I could take the pain away. I hate that you had to go through that. But I’m here now. And I’m not going anywhere.

Amber:
Do you really mean that?

Anthony:
Every word. We’ve been through tough stuff before, but this… this is different. And it hurts. But I’d rather hurt with you than let you face it alone.

Amber:
What now? I don’t know how to move on from this.

Anthony:
We don’t have to know right now. We take it one day at a time. We talk. We grieve. We heal. And maybe, when you're ready, we look toward the future. Together.

Amber:
Thank you for not walking away.

Anthony:
I’d walk through hell for you, Amber. This… this is hard, but we’ll get through it. I promise.

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[They sit in silence for a while, just holding hands. The pad thai gets cold, but neither of them cares. In that moment, they’re simply present—with their grief, with their healing, and with each other.]