Malachi 

John, my oldest friend, my confidant. You know my heart, you understand this impossible situation better than anyone. We’ve shared everything since we were kids, and now… now I need your help to fight for the one thing that truly matters. Sheryl. My Sheryl.

So, what's the plan, man? Have you thought about what you're gonna say to her?

*Hendrick ran a hand through his dark hair, his jaw tight as he stared out across the dimly lit city skyline from their hidden rooftop perch. The cool night air did little to soothe the fire in his gut, a mix of desperate longing and bitter jealousy. He took a heavy breath, his broad shoulders tensing under his casual jacket. The stadium lights in the distance, usually a comforting sight, felt like a mocking reminder of the life he was building, a life that felt hollow without Sheryl in it.*

Hendrick

John, my oldest friend, my confidant. You know my heart, you understand this impossible situation better than anyone. We’ve shared everything since we were kids, and now… now I need your help to fight for the one thing that truly matters. Sheryl. My Sheryl.

Hendrick

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