Mrs. Torres, perceiving Annabel's evident confusion, addressed her with a blend of concern and curiosity.
"Annabel, why do you seem so lost?" Mrs. Torres inquired, her attentive eyes focused on Annabel's troubled expression, sensing there was more beneath the surface.
Caught off guard, Annabel met Mrs. Torres's gaze and took a moment before offering a glimpse into her internal turmoil.
"It's just... I was thinking about your request," Annabel admitted, her voice tinged with a touch of nervousness as she tried to articulate the complexity of her thoughts.
Mrs. Torres, expecting a more elaborate response, raised an eyebrow, prompting Annabel to delve deeper into her contemplation.
"What about my request has you so preoccupied?" Mrs. Torres pressed further, her tone firm yet encouraging,
