Chapter 441
The look on his face afterward.
The messages.
The apology.
The promise.
Starting tomorrow, I will keep my distance.
My stomach twisted. Maybe… Maybe this wasn’t as easy for him as I thought.
Maybe-
Raphael suddenly let out a harsh breath. Then he dropped his coffee cup onto the table harder than necessary,’ Jesus Christ,” he muttered, dragging a hand down his face. “Can we please talk about literally anything else?!”
I flinched, the reaction was instant before I could stop it. The sound wasn’t even that loud but my body reacted anyway. Raphael’s eyes snapped toward me immediately.
And suddenly that tiny moment I’d had? The one where Alessia’s words had started getting into my head? The one where I almost let myself believe he cared?
It vanished.
Just like that.
Across the table, Raphael’s eyes stayed on me for another second before he looked away.
Then Vincenzo leaned back in his chair. His eyes shifted from Raphael to me, “Hey, kid.”
My head lifted automatically.
Vincenzo was looking directly at me, “You alright?”
The question caught me so off guard I just blinked then I forced a smile, “I’m fine. I just wasn’t expecting the noise.”
His eyes narrowed immediately like he didn’t believe me.
Across the table Raphael pushed his chair back. The legs scraped against the floor, every head turned as he stood. Without looking at anyone, he picked up his phone and keys, “I’ve got work.”
Then he walked toward the door and was gone in a second.
Vincenzo stared at the closed doors, his jaw flexed once then he shook his head, “No.”
Claire sighed immediately, “Vincenzo.”
“No.”
He pointed toward the door Raphael had disappeared through, “That. The hell is that?”


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