"There is one thing bothering me, and I want to confirm this," Luna said with a smile, her sharp eyes fixed on White.
"What?" White asked cautiously, knowing he 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," White replied.
"Hmm… I told you once that Bell is somehow connected to you, didn't I?" Luna asked, her gaze unwavering.
"I think you said that before, but you never explained how. Bell's still a mystery to me as well," White excused himself. He knew Bell was a part of him, but revealing that to Luna might drag her into this tangled web, and he 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 White's 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 him. "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 your core."
White was stunned. Luna was far smarter than people gave her credit for. She had only met him and Bell once, yet she had already unraveled this secret. But now he faced a dilemma: should he hide this from Aisha? She was curious about Luna's situation, and if Luna continued to uncover truths one by one, he feared what Aisha might do.
As Luna's words lingered in the air, each syllable heavy with revelation, her piercing gaze cut through him, probing his innermost thoughts. The room seemed to shrink, the walls inching closer, as if they were eavesdropping on their conversation.
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?" White asked, trying to gauge how much she truly knew.
"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?" White pressed. "Do you know the answers? Have you found out Bell's reason for existence?"
Luna's expression softened. "Unfortunately, I don't know. But your aura—the essence that envelops you—it harmonizes with hers."
White clutched the table's edge, his thoughts racing. Bell, his cryptic ally, had always been shrouded in mystery. Her abrupt emergence baffled him.
"And what if I said what you're saying is true?" he asked, hoping to draw more information from her.
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 wasn't good. She had quickly ascertained that Bell possessed powers, but she still didn't fully understand the extent of those abilities.'
White knew he needed to be more cautious around her, but first, he had to change the topic.
He 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, White 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, White recalled their initial meeting. "You also mentioned that you can see something else too," he said. "Are you just talking about emotions?"
Luna hesitated, then continued, "This will be my last answer on the topic. So, I want your full attention." She placed her cup on the table.
"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 White turned toward the voice, they saw Aisha seated at the corner desk, one hand supporting her face. The revelation hung heavily in the air.