Estina's POV
**Three months later**
I'm busy trying to clean up things in my bedroom when someone knocks on the front door. Each time I get a knock like this, I always get pissed especially in the middle of doing something. I haven't gotten one in many months as I don't have any friends close by. I live all alone here. I pause what I'm doing to go check by the door hole who it is.
In the middle of the door is a small hole that's created where you can check who is out there knocking, to see if it's someone you want to let in or not. Someone outside wouldn't notice it, which makes it safe to stay in here and sight out.
I position my eyes on it, my eyes retreat popping out wide, I then arch a brow. "What's she doing here?" I ask myself.
I haven't seen nor talked to my sister in five
