Celina nodded slowly, discreetly wiping away a stubborn tear.

“Of course you can.”

He leaned in a little closer, resting his forearms on the table.

“You need to talk to him, Celina. To clear the air. In any relationship—no matter how complicated—there has to be dialogue. You can’t run from that.”

She averted her gaze, but kept listening.

“He was wrong to claim you before ending things with his fiancée. Wrong to bring you to his apartment when his life was still a mess… But from what you told me, he didn’t know about that surprise. So yes, he’s at fault… and yet, he’s not. He was caught off guard—just like you.”

Celina took a deep breath, her eyes brimming again.

“But if you love this man, if you can see a future with him, then fight for it. Don’t just give up.”

Gabriel paused for a beat, his voice softening even more.

“And don’t wait too long to tell him you’re pregnant. Or better yet—pregnant with twins. He has the right to know. The other woman’s child is being celebrated by everyon