"There is one thing bothering me, and I want to confirm this," she said with a smile, her sharp eyes fixed on me.

"What?" I was cautious, knowing that I must not reveal any information that might be dangerous.

"Yesterday and the day before, I felt something—something unusual. But when I think about it, it must be the case," she continued.

"What are you saying? You're just babbling nonsense," I replied.

"Hmm... Is Bell somehow connected to you?" she asked, her gaze unwavering.

"How would I know? She's still a mystery to me as well," I excused myself. I knew that Bell was a part of me, but revealing that to Luna might drag her into this tangled web, and I wanted to avoid that.

"Let me rephrase the question. What if I told you that Bell doesn't have her own existence? That she's just a part of you?" Luna smiled and took a sip from her tea.

Her words sent a shiver down my spine. How had she noticed this so quickly? Luna had peculiar eyes, capable of seeing things others couldn't, but that didn't explain how she could ascertain this so swiftly.

Setting her cup down, she locked eyes with me. "Your aura is completely different from other human beings, and I've seen the same aura from Bell. Somehow, it feels like she's connected to her core."

I was stunned. Luna was far smarter than people gave her credit for. She had only met me and Bell once, yet she had already unraveled this secret. But now I faced a dilemma: should I hide this from Aisha? She was curious about Luna's situation, and if Luna continued to uncover truths one by one, I feared what Aisha might do.

As Luna’s words lingered in the air, each syllable heavy with revelation. Her piercing gaze cut through me, probing my innermost thoughts, and I couldn’t help but wonder how much she truly understood. The room seemed to shrink, the walls inching closer, as if they were eavesdropping on our conversation.

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Luna reclined, her fingers dancing along the teacup’s edge. “Bell,” she began, “is not a separate being. She’s a piece of you, spun into being by some celestial loom. A mirror image, perhaps.”

“So, you’re suggesting she’s a part of me?” I asked so I can ensure myself how much she know

“No, she’s not merely a part,” Luna clarified. “Rather, she’s akin to a parallel existence. A silhouette cast by your very soul.”

“But why?” I pressed. “Do you know the answers? Have you found out Bell's existence reason?”

Luna’s expression softened. “Well unfortunately, I don't know this ,But your aura—the essence that envelops you—it harmonizes with hers.”

I clutched the table’s edge, my thoughts racing. Bell, my cryptic ally, had always been shrouded in mystery. Her abrupt emergence baffled me.

“And what if I said what you’re saying is true?” I asked maybe I can get more information about it

Luna leaned in, her eyes sparkling with intrigue. “That’s the fascinating part. When two souls converge, they have the power to shift destiny. To rewrite the script. Maybe Bell isn’t just a mere reflection; maybe she’s the key to unveiling something.”

This situation isn't good. Luna has quickly ascertained that Bell possesses powers, but she still doesn't fully understand the extent of those abilities. I need to be more cautious around her, but first, I must change the topic.

I asked, hoping to shift the conversation, "Regarding the other things you can see, could you tell me a little more about them?"

Luna paused, took a sip, and replied, "As I mentioned before, Bell is the only spirit—using that term to describe what I perceive—in human form that I can see. Additionally, I see auras around people, which reveal information about their behavior."

Perplexed, I asked, "What do you mean? I'm having trouble following."

Luna explained, "For instance, an angry person emits a red aura, while a sad person's aura appears gray."

Curious, I recalled our initial meeting. "You also mentioned something else," I said. "What was it?"

Luna hesitated, then continued, "This will be my last answer on the topic. Sometimes, when human emotions take a drastic turn, their auras transform into strange creatures. Often, these creatures fade over time. However, if the emotional form persists, they..." Her words were interrupted by a voice.

"Then those emotional creatures consume their host."

As Luna and I turned toward the voice, Aisha sat at the corner desk, one hand supporting her face. The revelation hung heavily in the air.