Seeing that Ivette was crying, Ashley was speechless. There were other people in the coffee shop looking at her as if she had done something to the little girl.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Ivette, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't cry, okay? Everyone is looking at us. You let me..."
"I don't want to. I just want to cry. I feel bad."
Before Ashley could finish her words, Ivette grabbed her hand, which made her uncomfortable. She was not used to being touched by others, so she wanted to shake off her hand subconsciously. But at this moment, she felt something was stuffed into her hand.
She drew back her hand quietly, while Ivette pinched the palm of her hand. Tears were still shining in her eyes, and everyone's attention was not on their hands.
"Let me go!"
Ashley reacted quickly and shook off her hand. In other people's eyes, the two of them quarreled.