"Egh? Pamela, what are you doing here?" Elena asked, her voice laced with bewilderment as Pamela suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"What did you do?" Ren inquired, his gaze shifting towards Pamela with suspicion.
"And what did you throw at Azazel?" Evie added, her expression remained stoic.
Pamela felt a weight settle in the pit of her stomach as she grappled with the consequences of her actions.
How could she have been so careless?
How could she have let her own fears and doubts cloud her judgment in such a critical moment?
As she looked around at her friends, their faces etched with a mix of bewilderment and suspicion, Pamela felt a knot form in her stomach.
"I-I . . ." Pamela stammered, at a loss for words as she struggled to explain herself.