Chapter 58

Sitting in my living room, I felt a sense of turmoil within me, my hands folded tightly as Raffaele sat opposite me, his reassuring presence a small comfort in the midst of my chaotic thoughts. My mind raced, searching my subconscious for answers. What should I do? Should I attempt to reconnect with Rosa, my advisor whose advice I had yet to follow? Here I was, knee-deep in a mess of scandals, feeling utterly lost.

"You're thinking too much," Raf's soothing voice cut through my inner turmoil, and he offered me a warm smile.

"I can't help it," I confessed, my anxiety still gripping me. "And now, because of me, so many people will suffer," I added, struggling to keep my composure.

"I'll take care of everything," he reassured me, his voice filled with determination.

"How?" I asked, my faith wavering. The door to the living room began to make noise, signaling someone's arrival.

"Why can't they give us a moment of peace?" I muttered, feeling trapped in a never-ending cycle of chaos.

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