~Back at the cafe~
Her soul left her body and life evaporated out of it.
Adrian broke their stay and moved towards the door with his henchmen following closely behind him.
She kept on staring at the doors, feeling the fear of life because of the father he could walk in any moment now or do the worst thing he could do.
"Joyce?" George snapped his fingers in front of her face. "What's wrong? You look like you have seen a ghost."
A ghost? That was not the worst thing she could have seen. In fact, She would have preferred to see a supernatural entity instead of whom she had seen earlier.
"Nothing," she answered him, still pretty shaken up. "Do you want to go out for the main course?"
"I'd like that," George winked Before sliding out of the booth and holding his hand out to her. "Come on, let's go."
With a smile, Joyce left her hand face to face before walking out of the donut shop with him.
