Faustino’s POV
While the man was comfortable, laughing, relaxed—for the most part loving their light conversation—the minute Ashly and Cristian reached the hall, and neared their table, he shifted into a noticeable ball of stress.
His light moves and gestures stopped and he became stiff and unyielding. Isaac's lips clenched as he stared blankly at the tabletop, where he was twisting a Styrofoam cup of iced coffee back and forth. The desire to leave was written all over his face, coupled with a rush of emotions that sent slivers of sorrow through Faustino's heart.
He had no idea what was going on with his son, but he could not even ignore that it had something to do with Cristian. Whatever happened between the two young men, Faustino knew that Isaac is evidently felt unable to discuss it
