Emma didn’t know what to do, but she knew she didn’t want Izzy to be offended or hurt. Especially not to be hurt. Or to feel like Emma that somehow led her on. Emma wanted Izzy not to be upset, and as well, perhaps most of all, she didn’t want to lose the only friend she had made since she moved here.
She knew what she wanted, to make things right with Izzy, but she didn’t know how to actually make that happen.
She felt slightly helpless. She wasn’t sure what to do.