Now as Emma stood there in the party with Aaron’s grandma staring at the familiar face of the old woman, she felt as if the breath had been knocked out of her body. As Aaron’s grandma introduced the two, Emma’s heart skipped a beat, and a wave of guilt and anxiety washed over her.
“Emma, this is Mrs. Henderson, an old friend of mine,” Aaron’s grandma said warmly. Emma composed herself, forcing a smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Henderson.” Mrs. Henderson nodded, her eyes scanning Emma with a mix of curiosity and recognition.