The picture

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A picture in front of the door,how did it get there,I know I would have saw it earlier. I got closer to the picture and picked it up. My heart stopped and my stomach dropped.My eye started to twitch..... it was me. Not recently me,but little me. When I was around 5 or 6. I never saw this picture before. How did he get this picture. I flipped the picture around and the writing on the back said, "My sweet Isabella, I miss you"-Z.M
   How does he know me, why did he miss me? Where did he get this picture? I went in my room and locked my door. I stared at the picture which felt like hours confused.
  Knock ,Knock. Someone was knocking on the door. "Who is it?" I asked.
   "Its Dylan." They said.
  I didn't want to get up,but he was my boss.  I slowly walked to the door and opened it. Cole was there as well.
    "Hey." I smiled.
   "Hey Isabella,I thought I should introduce you to my brother Cole. Cole this is Isabella." Dylan said.
   "Hey Isabella,how are you?" Cole said holding his hand out.
   "Hi,I'm great." I said shaking his hand.
   His eyes looked into mine and I felt at ease. They were warm and welcomes. It took my mind off of things,even though I was still kind of looking at Dylan. They were both great,but since I found that picture in front of Dylan's door,Cole seemed more comforting right now.
   "So Isabella, I need a favor please. Cole and I are about to attend a conference,so I need you to go over this paperwork." Dylan said handing me a folder.
   "What is it for?" I asked.
   "Family,A family business. Could you make sure there's no mistakes?" He asked.
   "Yes sir." I said.
   "I told you about the yes sir." Dylan smiled.
   "I'm sorry,Yes Dylan." I said.
     "Thank you,we will be back in 2 hours,you can order room service." He said.
   "Okay." I said.
  It was nice meeting you." Cole said.
   "You to." I smiled.
  Dylan hugged me and I hugged him back. They walked away and I went back inside my room. I swiped Dylan's room key,when he hugged me. I had to know more about this picture. I put the folder on the Table and waited maybe 30 minutes to go out. I walked casually to his door and opened it with the key card. I tried to find the light switched,but there wasn't any. I moved my hands over the wall again,but still none. I clapped and then they turned on. How fancy.
   I wish those lights stayed off,because what I saw next was a nightmare.

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