When Raffaele picked up the call, all she could hear was loud music and people chatting. Did he go out? Vanessa was wondering if she should just end the call, when she finally heard his deep voice.
“Pronto?” Since when did he answer the phone like this when she called him?
“Hey, it’s me…” she didn’t know if that was enough, so she added “It’s Vanessa. I’m sorry, are you busy?”
“No, it’s fine, it’s just a little loud in here…” She heard a high pitched voice in the background, screaming “Raffa, amore (my love), who are you talking to?”
Vanessa felt her heart stop and tears pool in her eyes. Upset, she ended the call and switched off the phone. Of course, he had a girl in Milan, what was she thinking? That he would be there all alone? He was wealthy and handsome and surely girls would
