Xander found Abigail standing motionless in the closet when he came out of the changing room. He glanced at her and turned to leave.
“Xander…”
Just as he took a couple of steps, he heard her calling him and his steps came to a halt abruptly. He stood straight without looking back at her, waiting for her to speak.
She stared at his stiff back and licked her lips nervously, “I didn’t mean that.”
His jaws clenched and then unclenched, his expression unreadable. He awaited her, hoping she'd say more.
Abigail, on the other hand, also waited for him to say something. Silence swept across the room.
After a while also when he heard nothing from her, he went out. Just as he reached the door, he heard her ask, “Where are you going?”