Isabella immediately became embarrassed as she turned a light shade of pink. Her ears burned, and she almost wanted to hide under the water again.
"I think you finally got her, Lydia," the first woman said knowingly, her lips twitching.
Lydia chuckled, clearly proud of herself. "Of course I did. Can you not see the way she is so red?" she replied mischievously, her grin widening as she shared a look with the others.
Isabella blinked in disbelief. The betrayal was real. They were all in on it.
And she realized a second later that Lydia's words had been some kind of secret signal. Because somehow, without Isabella even noticing, Lydia had summoned all the surrounding older women closer.
One second they were tending to other girls. The next second—bam. They were all circling Isabella like curious hawks spotting a rabbit in the grass.
The weight of their gazes fell on her instantly, their eyes filled with curiosity and something far worse—excitement.
