Their eyes widened

Third Person Point of View.

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His mouth begged to open, but Joyce couldn't find the right word to speak out, she stood on the ground, hoping a distraction would save her.

Still, she couldn't get a solution, just as she wanted. 

"Joyce, I'm waiting for you answer," Andre voice comes like a deadly whispered, it creeps fear into Joyce spine. Instantly She regretted for taking the wrong step, she took.

Silently, she was hitting her legs on the floor, hoping Andre will let go.

"You can go, but don't ever come into my room, and tell me trash," Andre said with a gritted teeth, before he could finish the sentence, Joyce lowered her head, and rushed to the door, she twisted the knob, and close the door behind.

She lowered her head, and rested her hand on her kneel, trying to catch her breathe. She wondered if Andre is just like his father, she hasn't been able to discard Viola warning. Saying Andre is the same as his father.