Breakfast was almost over when Raphael's phone rang.He looked at the screen. His face changed. Went pale. "Excuse me," he said. Stood up. Left the room. Everyone looked at each other. "Should someone—" Matteo started. "Give him a minute," Lorenzo said. They waited. Five minutes. Ten. Raphael came back. He looked stressed. Worried. "I need to leave," Raphael said. "Today. Now actually." "What happened?" Vincenzo asked. "My girlfriend. She's sick. In the hospital. She just called. I need to get back to Paris." "Is she okay?" Isabella's voice was concerned. "I don't know. She sounded. Bad. I need to be there." Raphael looked at Lorenzo. "I'm sorry. I know I just got here but—" "Don't apologize," Lorenzo cut him off. "Go. Be with her." "Are you sure?" "Yes. Family emergency. I understand." Raphael nodded. "I'll be back. As soon as she's better. And I'll bring her. So you can all meet her." "We'll be here," Vincenzo said. "Go take care of her." Raphael ran upstairs. Packed
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