Maya hugged Anastacia, and they cried together for a few minutes. The friends had also suffered from being apart. Anastacia was about to hug Constantino, but he stepped back and made a gesture of refusal.
"Have you changed that much, my friend? Back in school, you would give me a respectful kiss on the forehead." Anastacia commented.
Constantino put his hands in his pockets; he was no longer a schoolboy but a mafia soldier, a CEO, and a man almost without a soul.
"Just examine her, and give me the cost of the appointment." That was the response the doctor received.
Anastacia took Maya by the hand. Inside the office, they hugged and cried even more.
"I was worried, my friend."
"I'm fine, or rather, better than I've been in recent years. And Chon?" Maya asked.
"Great, he's been playin
