Should She Tell the Truth?
In her walk back to her room, with the photo she wielded in her hand, the thoughts of her father and how he was dead attacked Luna's mind; she had to re-investigate her father's demise even though the picture was not convincing enough to prove that he was murdered.
She entered her room which stared at her with its quietness after her stride from the library; Danish must have left for his work and it was only the solitude being her companion now. At least, her loneliness allowed her to have more spaces to vent all her discomfort to her surroundings and let daydreaming take over her.
Defeated by her mixed feelings, Luna slumped to the couch with the tears pooling beyond her control; but the vomice of a girl followed by the knocks on the door got her up to her feet while her hands were busy brushing her sobs. She would not let anyone notice that she was not in a good mental condition.