Dante's POV
I watch in horror as Cassidy reels from side to side, almost falling. Immediately, I rush from my seat and hold on to her.
"Hey! Are you okay?"
She reaches for the couch, and I lead her to it. Helping her sit down, I bring a side stool and place it underneath her legs.
"Let me get you some water," I say and leave for the kitchen.
Cassidy sits frail and tired on the chair as I approach her and give her the water. She takes in the refreshing liquid and rests her head for a while.
I sit across from her and watch her silently. Sometimes I forget that she's pregnant. Hearing of Claire's delivery must have triggered her negatively.
After about an hour of silence, I speak up.
"Cassidy?" I call her. Surprisingly she's awake.
She turns to face me. "I wasn't with Claire, y
