I immediately realized my mistake and felt a rush of embarrassment. In the realm of my impulsive nature, I found myself caught in yet another mortifying situation, this time among a gathering of strangers. As I stood there, my lips pressed tightly together, I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, an unmistakable indication of regret. I made the decision to turn away, my head bowed in shame.
However, just as I was about to depart, the woman's voice pierced through the air, halting me in my tracks and causing me to pause mid-step.
I turned to face her, "You were looking for Sherman?" she inquired. I felt a jolt of surprise ripple through me. The woman's question lingered in the air, catching me completely off guard.
