Naya's P O V
Of course! Who else but Raphael would assist with Nico's treatment?
After expressing my gratitude to the nurse, I realized there was no need to consult Dr. Henry; the nurse had provided all the information I needed. As I traversed the hallway, my thoughts were in turmoil. I was at a loss, pondering over Raphael's actions, questioning his motives, and why he chose to conceal it from me.
Entering a nearby cafe, I was interrupted by the ringing of my phone. Glancing at the caller ID, I saw Raphael's name. In response, I silenced my phone and tucked it away in my pocket.
Now, with the conviction that he was indeed Mr. Villin, I was uncertain how to confront or even approach him. His decision to text me under Mr. Villin's name only deepened my disdain for him.
''I'll have a latte macchiato, please...'' I ordered, ignoring the vibration of my phone in my pocket for the second time.