Sigh.*

I take a deep breath, knowing that understanding Luna's thoughts is an impossible task. But even with that knowledge, I can't help but feel helpless.

As I open the bedroom door where I'd asked Bell to go, I find her sitting there with an unexpected visitor—Aisha—sharing cookies.

Aisha glances at me and says,

"Thanks for your hard work."

"What hard work?" I ask.

"Oh, I mean dealing with your smart president," she replies. "It must be tough for you, always on guard around her."

"I don't know," I admit. "I just feel uneasy

whenever I'm near her."

"Sometimes," Aisha continues, "I think she's more mysterious to you than I am. It hurts my feelings, you know." She pouts, still munching on cookies.

"It's not something to be angry about," I say, forcing a smile. Then, looking at Bell, who's still engrossed in her cookies, I add, "Hey, Aisha, would you mind taking care of Bell and Miss Elsa for me this evening?"

"Why?" Aisha asks.

"I have to go somewhere," I reply.

"To meet Aris, right?" Aisha says confidently.

"Are you stalking me?" I tease. "How do you know everything I'm up to?"

"Well," Aisha explains, "since Bell is

Born from you as a result she contains how you feel, think and all and also she has some of my abilities that helps her to grant wishes. So You could call me her 'mother' I guess."

"Whatever, So Will you do this for me, then?" I request.

"Sure," Aisha agrees, pointing to Bell, who's still pouting. "But remember, you might need to ask someone too."

I looked toward Bell and asked hesitantly, "Bell, can you be a good girl and stay here with Aisha? I promised I would buy you the best pudding you've ever had."

Bell interrupts, her anger evident. "No! I don't want to stay here! I want to go with you! You always leave me alone!"

"Please, Bell," I plead, reaching out to calm

her down. But she slaps my hand away, tears in her eyes. "I hate you! You always do this!" She storms out of the room.

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"Bell, wait!" I call after her, then turn back to Aisha, who's finished her cookies while licking her fingers.

"You should've helped me convince Bell," I say, a hint of frustration in my voice.

Aisha shrugs. "You don't give her enough time. As a child, she'll naturally get upset. But if you want, I can put her to sleep, just like before." Her wicked smile sends shivers down my spine.

"Mother, you say, huh?" I sigh. "How can a mother say that with such a wicked smile?"

"Maybe you should worry about other things before saying that to me," Aisha retorts.

"I guess you're right." With that, I search the room for Bell. It's hard to find her, but eventually, I locate her. She has locked herself in the bathroom. I knock on the door, and her angry voice responds, "No one is here! Stop knocking!"

"I know you're angry, Bell, but try to understand. I can't take you there just this once. Only listen to me, okay?" I plead, hoping she'll accept.

"No! If you want to go, go! I won't stop you. Just leave Bell alone," she replies defiantly.

"Having issues?" I turn to Aisha, who's munching on potato chips.

"Don't you think you've become too comfortable here? While I'm trying to convince her, you're just enjoying this, aren't you?" I say sarcastically.

"Well, you can't blame me," Aisha retorts. "Bell, you don't have to listen to your father. If you do, he'll always do this to you." She provokes Bell.

"Hey, what are you doing? You're making this more complicated!" I try to catch Aisha, but she passes through the locked bathroom door like it was never there, and I accidentally hit my nose. I sit down, holding my nose.

"Bell, I came here to support you," Aisha's voice comes from behind the door.

"Thank you, big sister Aisha," Bell says gratefully.

"Don't worry, but…" Aisha hesitates. "Don't you think if you keep being stubborn, he'll leave you? Remember what happened last time when he left you. Do you want that again?"

Bell recalls the past when White shouted at her and stopped talking to her. "Umm… But if…" Aisha interrupts, "how about asking him about the picnic you missed a few days ago? You know, the one you couldn't attend because of Papa's injury."

"Okay," Bell nods and calls out to White, "I'll only forgive you if you take me to the picnic tommorow as you promised."

"Okay, I promise. We'll go tomorrow. Please open the door," I assure her.

Bell opens the door and says, "I'll stay with Sister Aisha, as you said. But don't forget your promise."

"Yes, thank you, Bell. I'll bring pudding. You'll love it," I say with relief. Bell runs off to the living room to watch her favourite show.

After she leaves, Aisha tugs at my hoodie. "What about me? I helped you, so you'll buy something for me, right?" she asks.

"What? Well, you're not wrong, but what do you want?" I inquire.

"Um… Since you're going to the café with Aris, how about this: bring back a dark deluxe chocolate cake for me?" Aisha demands.

"Are you really sure ? You are not stalking me " I asked this again with loud voice

She smiles

"Don't you think your request is unreasonable? And when did your behavior change from a wicked evil spirit to a sloppy eating spirit?" I tease.

"Well, who's talking? A scared little child who used to tremble in my presence is now taunting me like it's normal," she retorts.

"Well, I can't deny that. But you've helped me more. After the first accident, everything changed. Life became lively, with many moments where people around me were troubled—not small issues, but big ones but in the end I never thought life can be this exciting," I say, laughing hesitantly.

Aisha leans toward me. "So…?"

I blush a little and look away. "Thanks, I guess?"

She smiles warmly. "Thanks accepted."