VINCENZOI could see their faces in my mind, etched there with an intensity that never seems to fade. I was in that restaurant, in a more secluded corner, trying to close a deal, to wrap things up. The atmosphere was charged with the suspense of negotiations, and I felt like an acrobat dancing on a wire across an abyss of documents and contracts.And then, like lightning in a clear sky, I saw Francesca and Philippe. She, the woman around whom my world seemed to spin in a mad dance, and he, my lifelong friend, the man to whom I had given my unwavering trust. At that moment, it was as if time stood still. All sounds faded, and I felt the blood pulsing in my temples.It was as if everything changed in that instant. Philippe’s eyes met mine. It was a mixture of surprise and puzzlement, as if I were an unexpected element in their perfectly orchestrated landscape. And Francesca... her, with that enigmatic smile on her lips that seemed to reveal more than she let on.Anger built inside me li
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