Taking charge

I looked at the empty room that once belonged to Isabel, there was nothing else aside from her old books and some few of her clothes and the dusty bed behind me.

"There's nothing here?".

I turned and asked the maid.

"There has no be a clue". She was adamant and wanted us to keep checking .

Seeing her zealousness, I continued checking for any clues and with Luck on our side, I saw Isabel's old diary behind her many books on the table..

"Told ya!". The maid smiled, as she right all along..

"Yea! Thank you". I thanked her and left the room. Lucia and bumped into me the moment I attempted, walking inside my bedroom..

"Hey, where have you been, ?". She Interrogated me at the door..

"What? I didn't go anywhere, I was in Isabel's room". I clarified, bringing the book up to her face...

"Oh! Isabel's diary?". She opened the door wide and dragged me inside..

Her curiosity was peeky and though were mine too, I want to know the truth and what better way to start by reading through her d