Joy’s POV
I cast glances from left to right, hoping to find a way out. Unfortunately Tyler’s stance blocks my vision and I fail to see a safe exit.
“Joy,”He calls my name with a sigh and I sense the hesitation in his tone. He is indecisive and maybe this is my chance to fight for my life.
I take a deep breath to calm down and ask frankly, “Are you trying to kill me?”
Tyler is startled by my straightforwardness. He blinks at me and there is a knit forming between his eyebrows. After a while he says, “No.”
Part of me is eager to believe his words but I find it hard to relax my body, not when he claims so while he doesn’t remove the weapon.
“So why are you doing this?”I ask quietly, hoping my question won’t provoke him.
Tyler puts his dagger pack, tying it to his belt and says, “I mist
