I'm sorry babe

Third-Person Point Of View

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It was a beautiful morning, the sunlight filtered through the window and shone on Viola, she yawned and stretched her hands.

She lifted her eyes and looked at the window, her countenance changed drastically seeing how brighter the day looked.

She wasn't sure if she will step outside today, she wondered how she fell into Andre's trap. She had always known the guy is a scoundrel still she felt flat in his pit.

Now she questioned his sickness, she didn't seem to believe the sickness anymore. She was deep in thought when a knock landed on the door.

She jumped and shivered inwardly, thinking Andre was the one knocking.

"Why is he knocking?... When he knows I can't open the door from inside, the key is with him, he seized it," She grumbled.

The person knocked on the door in a loud way.

"Who is that?" She let out, she no longer believe Andre was the one knocking.