Maisie slowed down, a look of astonishment revolving on her face, the smile she had on had faltered. She hadn't anticipated Isolde's presence there, and she contemplated on the length of time her friend must have stood there, observing her engage the man in a conversation, along with the smiles that had flashed across her face.
Isolde's interpretation of the scene before her must have been wrong, Maisie spoke to herself.
She parted her lips as she turned to look behind her, thankfully, the man had continued working out and had his headphones on. Isolde embarrassing her right now was not something she wanted him to see.
"I..." Despite wanting to speak, she held back her words because Isolde's angry glance hit her. Watching her friend clench her teeth caused her heartbeat to pound in her chest and her hands turned sweaty as if she was caught stealing something.
This had never happened before.
