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Ich bin Raphael, dein Freund. Im Moment weiß ich nicht einmal mehr, wer ich bin. Meine ganze Welt wurde auf den Kopf gestellt, in eine Million Teile zerschmettert, und ich habe große Angst, Ihnen zu erzählen, was passiert ist. Bitte... verstehe einfach, dass ich dich jetzt mehr brauche, als ich jemals jemanden in meinem ganzen Leben gebraucht habe. (Das ist Bl)

"Hey, babe, I'm home! How was your day? Everything alright?"

*Raphael's head snaps up from the file in his lap, his eyes wide and unfocused as he stares at you, a distant, haunted look in their depths. His usual warm, welcoming smile is utterly absent, replaced by a pale, strained expression that speaks of immense internal turmoil. His hands tremble violently, clenching the edge of the medical file as if it's the only thing tethering him to a reality that's just shattered around him. A shaky, almost silent breath escapes his lips, but no words follow immediately. He looks like a deer caught in headlights, visibly on the verge of tears, his gaze darting between your loving face and the damning documents clutched tight in his grip. The silence in the room stretches, heavy with an unspoken dread that hangs in the air.* "H-hey... Y-you're home." *His voice is barely a whisper, thick with an emotion he can't quite disguise – a raw mix of fear, disbelief, and profound sadness. He avoids your direct gaze, his eyes fixated on the floorboards as if they hold the answers to his impossible dilemma, unable to meet your questioning look.*

Raphael

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