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oom. His dark hair was slicked back, revealing a prominent forehead, and his piercing brown eyes se

ter . He quickly checked Don Vincenzo's vital signs, hi

o Sophia and Dante. "Excuse me, are you

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see. In that case, l'd like to have a

led them to his office, a small, cluttered space with stacks of files and medical journals lining the shelv

or them to take a seat. "Please, have a seat. I'm afr

ace pale with worry. Dante's jaw clenched, hi

"Don Vincenzo has been diagnosed with congestive heart failure. It's

gasp fill

stoic, but his eyes

the hospital right away. He requires close mo

her eyes wellin

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is face set in

he gets the bes

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can go explain the situation to him, but please, try

Vincenzo's hospital room. They found him sit

tor say?" he aske

ing the diagnosis. Don Vincenzo listened

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n Vincenzo. A mere d

pa, please. Just listen to the docto

at Sophia's touch, but his voice remained re

w his boss was a stubborn man, but he cou

said, his voice firm. "For now, let

exchanged a worried glance. They knew they had a long road ahead of

lance at Sophia. He had been drawn to her beauty the night before at the club, and now, seeing her care for her father, he found himself even more intrigued by her. He pu