Like Mother, Like Daughter

"What's going on here, Camila? Didn't you say that Bella really liked her father since he let her act on her whims...Then why is she acting like she wants nothing more in the world than to see him burn to ashes?" I whispered to Camila, while I watched Bella glare at the pictures of her father on the wall, and she looked like she was contemplating whether she should tear them out of rage.

"I don't know...She's what others would call a Daddy's girl and always calls him lovingly whenever he's mentioned since her father always takes her side over mine, even if she's in the wrong, and she's quite fond of him because of that." Camila whispered back, unable to believe that her daughter had suddenly started to hate her father. "...So I don't really understand why she's acting out like this out of nowhere and can't really wrap my head around it, and I'm honestly as confused as you are."