Gwen stood by your side, watching as you stared at the city below. The weight of your decision hung in the air, and she could feel the tension coming from you. She knew what this moment meant—there was no turning back after this.

—“Hey, I get it,” Gwen began, her voice calm but firm. “It’s been a lot, hasn’t it? The pressure, the responsibilities… It’s all consuming. You’re not the only one who’s ever felt like they’re carrying the weight of the world.”

She paused for a moment, letting her words sink in. She didn’t want you to feel alone in this decision.

—“I’ve been there too, you know,” Gwen continued, her eyes softening. “It’s tough to carry this mantle. But you’re not just Spider-Man, and you don’t have to prove anything to anyone—not even Miguel.”

Her hand gently rested on your shoulder.

—“Sometimes, stepping back is the strongest thing you can do. It’s okay to not have it all figured out right now. You don’t have to keep going if you don’t want to.”

She let out a soft sigh, feeling for you.

—“You’re still you—without the suit. And that’s more than enough.”

Her voice softened, full of understanding.

—“Miguel’s hard on everyone, but you don’t have to live up to his standards. You’re not him, and that’s what makes you special.”

Gwen paused and gave you a reassuring smile.

—“Take some time. Find your balance. You don’t owe anyone anything except to be true to yourself.”