Startled by the clap, Mica quickly turned to the sound of someone clapping behind her, her pupils dilated as she saw who it was, standing in front of her, "Mrs Gina?" Mica muttered, her lips slightly parted wondering when she entered the room and what she had heard to make her clap and glare at her the way is doing right now.
"Yes, it is me, Mrs Gina," David's mum said, still glaring and clapping her hands together and taking a few steps closer to Mica, who stood frozen to the floor, her heart racing as well, frightened by her behaviour, even though she is doing her best to try hide it.
Mrs Gina had come to check up on her son David after she tried to reach him on the phone but he had refused to take her call, so she decided to come to see him herself.
She did not want to risk leaving
