ASTRID’s POV
When we got to the studio Lisa was all over the place dishing out praises to me about how good my studio looked and all of that.
"Lisa, do you need anything?"
She was so engrossed in her phone I doubt she heard me.
"Hey, are you okay?"
I tapped her shoulders and she quickly nodded.
"I am just talking to Mateo, he doesn't sound so happy.. I don't.. I don't know."
She looked extremely worried and got me worried too.
"Why? What did he say happened to him?"
I acted like I wasn't really interested to know when deep down I was going crazy. I wiped the dirt off my chair while stealing glances at her.
"I don't know, Astrid. He isn't saying anything, but I know when he is stressed."
"Oh.. I am so sorry about that."
"Nah, it is fine.. I will just give him a call."
She said,
