The Luna

The scowl on Bella's face amplified as she kept staring at the picture. It looks exactly like her when she was younger but where is this weird place in the background? And a wolf? Why did her Dad paint her with a wolf together?

As deep as she thinks about it, she couldn't come to a reasonable agreement with herself or is this not her? Who is this little girl that looks so much like her? Is she their supposed sister?

The sudden push at the door jolted her back to reality, she quickly shoved the files in the drawer and stood on her feet.

"Who's in there?" She heard her Dad's voice from the door. She composed herself and thought of what to say but nothing came to her mind.

Slowly, she turned the door knob and met with her Dad's annoyed gaze but she smiled at him instead.

"Dad" she called nervously.

"I knew you'd be the one in my room, what are you doing here? Searching my drawers for your credit card again?" Mr Karl said knowing the kind of daughter he has.

Bella nodded her head si