“Michelle, remember to block your left side. I've been able to get past you every time,” I instructed.
The younger girl nodded but wouldn't look me in the eye. I put my hands on my hips as I studied her.
It was a couple of days after the five of us went to dinner at Nicola’s. Thankfully, there hadn't been any run-ins with Elliot since, and Isabella had been busy with wedding planning. I hadn't seen Gareth either. Which I told myself was a good thing. He was a confusing distraction in my busy life. I had enough problems already.
Now, as I stared at Michelle, my eyes narrowed with suspicion. She had been acting strangely throughout our entire lesson. Usually, she loved training outside as opposed to doing worksheets in her room. Her heart didn't seem to be in it today, and she refused to look me in the eyes.
“Let's take a five-minute break,” I suggested.
