After a while, I realise that their breathing is normalising, and I stop hugging them. I get up from the armchair and go to the shelf in the living room to get some tissues. I take them and pass them to them. They both wipe their tears and remain silent and then look at me.
-Why aren't you a mess like us? - Her voice is hoarse and rough. - When was the last time you cried? - She carves her eyes and then looks at me.
-Not long ago. - I say as I shrug my shoulders.
-I don't know how we ended up talking about this. We were supposed to question you about something else. -Ashley's mother says as she laughs briefly.
-About what? - -I say with surprise. I was wrong about the reason why they had sat me down to "talk".
-It's about the phone call earlier. - Ashley is silent and looks sideways at me. - Who was it? -
-Oh. That was Louis. He's the CEO of ZYC, the company I signed the contract with a few days ago.