After having late lunch, Ashton and I headed back to our room. We both hadn’t talked about yesterday and even though I didn’t think I was ready to talk, but I wanted Ashton to let it out and I also wanted to discuss with him my chances of taking up grandpa’s offer.
I sit on the bed with my legs crisscrossed and started fiddling with my phone cover whereas Ashton relaxedly sat with his eyes closed. I worked up the courage to ask, “So, how did the meeting with Addy go?”
Ashton seemed to think for a while and then spoke, “Well, it wasn’t an ideal meeting. He told us about what happened to him and how much he’s always loved us but he still wanted to keep living his life this way. And now that everything’s opened up, he would come to visit us occasionally.” Well, I am curious about what happened with him but I am not gonna push Ashton to tell me.