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"Why don't we talk about Mirabel, Dolores? Mirabel was a kind person. I don't get why everyone always avoids the question. Is this just a we don't talk about Bruno repeat? I thought we learned from that." Camilo asked, as Dolores and Mariano held arms around each other.
Both of their eyes widen at the question from Camilo.
"Camilo, you know we don't bring that name up." Dolores said, her grip tightening on Mariano's arm.
Camilo scoffed. "She was— is our cousin! I don't get why you, out of all people want to avoid saying her name! Mirabel is nothing as their making her to be!" Camilo exclaimed. "And you're just letting this happen! What ever happened that day?"
"Camilo, please stop. We don't have time for this." Dolores pleaded. "Abuela's on her way, we wouldn't want to upset her with bringing up her. We both know how Tía and Mama gets upset when her name is brought up."
"Abuela isn't here now. Dolores, you heard everything, you were there with her. Can't you tell me?"
"You should let him know, mi amor. You know what happened that..day. Mirabel shouldn't be painted as something..she's not." Mariano said softly.
"We don't talk about Mirabel, no, no!" Dolores exclaimed, unlinking her arms with Mariano.
"We don't talk about Mirabel!" Dolores scowled, as Mariano pulls her in and puts a hand around her waist.
...
"But!"
"On the day Casita fell,"
"On the day Casita fell," Mariano repeats, making Dolores look at him with furrowed brows.
"We were all adjusting, my mama's clouds filled up the sky!"
The scene changes towards the day when Casita fell, the sky dark.
"Clouds filled up the grey sky!"
"Mirabel runs away, with a mischievous grin."
The scene changes towards Mirabel, who had the candle in her hand, the flame going out, making her grin mischievously.
"Thunder!" Mariano exclaims, surprising Dolores.
"You telling this story, or am I?" Dolores asks, as she starts to walk away.
"Forgive me, mi vida, tell it." Mariano says apologetically, holding Dolores hands.
"Mirabel tells me to go away."
The scene changes to Mirabel and Dolores hugging.
"Why would she say that?"
Mirabel says 'go away' to Dolores, making her look anxious, while Mirabel looks determined.
"That's when I began to pray."
Dolores looks teary eyed as Mirabel says that, begging her to stay.
Camilo raises a brow in confusion, he wasn't there to confront Mirabel when Casita fell down. He was there trying to get the candle with Isabela, but that was the last time he saw Mirabel.
"Dolores comes home to Abuela."
It changes back to several scenes of Mirabel and Alma's argument.
"The moment stays in my brain."
The scene shows Dolores in her room, her hair down and tears rolling down her face.
"It was a scary day...but anyway."
The scene changes back to Camilo, who's looking determined. Pepa looking devastated, Isabela on the ground next to her, tears in her eyes. Félix and Agustin in the background. Casita already in ruins.
"We don't talk about Mirabel, no, no!" Dolores exclaimed, pulling Camilo forward away from the nursery's door.
"We don't talk about Mirabel." Dolores and Mariano says, both looking depressed.
"Hey!"
Camilo gets pulled forward by Antonio.
"I was really scared that day I wouldn't get a gift." Antonio says, crossing his arms with a worried look on his face. Camilo sitting down, listening to him.
"Mira always told me that it could be a heavy lift."
The scene changes to Mirabel holding Antonio with a smile on her face. Then changes to them under the bed, Mirabel cheering Antonio up.
"I associate her with the sound of butterflies."
The scene shows Mirabel with golden butterflies around her.
"Ts, Ts, Ts"
It shows Mirabel with a butterfly on her finger. Then a little Mirabel watching the candle. The last scene shows Mirabel looking at her hand with an unreadable expression as butterflies surrounded her.
Antonio came close to Camilo's ear. "She thought she was a burden, so she ran away."
The scene shows Abuela talking to Mirabel, during his ceremony.
"She always left Abuela and the family afraid."
It shows Antonio peaking around the corner as Abuela talks to Mirabel, a worried look on his face.
Antonio looks away. "She was clumsy but that's not the whole story.."
...
"Should I be worried?" Antonio asks with a frightened look on his face.
Antonio suddenly gets up and leaves, leaving Camilo alone.
"Fifteen years of age." Isabela says, her hair in a bun, as her flowers making a image of Mirabel.
"Determination in her face."
The scene shows Mirabel with the vision in her hand.
"Her longing for change" Isabela scowled, in front of Camilo's face. "Ruined what we worked to make."
"She was jealous of our dreams." Isabela said with an unreadable expression, pink flowers wrapped around her arm.
"She lived in a fantasy." Isabela scoffs, a flower-Mirabel behind Camilo, who looked disturbed.
"We should talk about Mirabel—" Camilo said worriedly.
"No, no, no!" Mariano, Dolores, and Antonio says in sync. Mariano having an unreadable expression, Dolores having a angry look. Antonio looking off to the side, looking concerned.
"We don't talk about Mirabel!" They say, Isabela joining in, looking off to the side, looking somewhat frustrated.
Camilo looked at them with a unreadable expression, his eyebrows furrowed in concern.
"She told me the gifts would stay alive." A man said, crossing his arms. "What a lie!" The man said, putting his hand over his mouth dramatically.
"No,no!" Antonio, Mariano, Dolores, and Isabela exclaimed. Antonio looking distance, Mariano and Dolores holding onto each other with dramatic tears. Isabela looking tired of their shit.
"She told me the candle would survive." A man said, a blue scarf around his neck. "Don't know why she tried.." He said, putting both of his hands up in exhaustion, and looking away, his eyebrows furrowed.
"No, no!"
"She said that everything was fine." A woman said with curly hair, looking at her nails. "And that we should rely, on em'" She said, looking off in the distance.
"No, no!"
...
"She lied just to keep her pride on the line!" The three of them exclaimed, surprising Camilo. All of three of them having a sinister grin.
"She told me that a stress free life." Luisa said, her back facing Camilo. A few seconds later, looking back at him with a tired smile.
"Was waiting for me to arrive.." Luisa said softly. "She told me that my power would thrive." Luisa smiles sadly.
"When I don't set myself aside.."
...
"Listen— Abuela's on her way!" Dolores calls out to them.
"..She told me that when I got my gift." Antonio says, looking outside. "I would do what she didn't." Antonio said sadly.
"..and make my family proud.." Antonio said, his hands on the railing. "It's like I hear her now.." Antonio sighs sadly.
"No one." Isabela scowls at Camilo. "Causes more trouble than you." Isabela points at him with furrowed brows.
"I wish I could see her now!" Antonio pleads to no one.
"Yeah..Mira.." Camilo whispers to himself. "And about Mira!" Camilo said more confidently.
"I want to know everything about Mira." Camilo said, looking at his hands with an unreadable expression.
"Tell me the whole truth about Mirabel!" Camilo exclaimed to no one.
"Camilo!" Dolores calls out. "Abuela's almost here!" Dolores exclaimed, with furrowed brows.
"Time for dinner!" Antonio, Isabela, Dolores, and Mariano exclaimed, all together. Antonio looking sad, Isabela looking frustrated, while Dolores held Mariano's hand with an somewhat angry expression, Mariano having his eyes close.
♪ "Fifteen years of age, Determination in her face.(On the day Casita fell,) ♪
♪ "She told me that a stress free life." ♪
♪ "I was really scared that day I wouldn't get a gift." ♪
♪ "Her longing for change, ruined what we worked to make." ♪
♪ "We were all adjusting, my mama's clouds filled up the sky!" ♪
♪ "Clouds filled up the grey sky!" ♪
♪ "Was waiting for me to arrive.." ♪
♪ "Mira always told me that it could be a heavy lift." ♪
♪ "I associate her with the sound of butterflies. Ts, Ts, Ts." ♪
♪ "She was jealous of our dreams." ♪
♪ "Mirabel runs away, with a mischievous grin." ♪
♪ "She told me that my power would thrive." ♪
♪ "She thought she was a burden, so she ran away." ♪
♪ "She lived in a fantasy." ♪
♪ "Thunder!" ♪
♪ "You telling this story, or am I?" ♪
♪ "Forgive me, mi vida, tell it." ♪
♪ "When I don't set myself aside...I'm fine." ♪
♪ "She always left Abuela and the family afraid." ♪
♪ "She was clumsy but that's not the whole story.." ♪
♪ "Should I be worried?" ♪
♪ "Óye, Abuela's on her way." ♪
"Mirabel tells me to go away."
♪ "Why would she say that?" ♪
♪ "Fifteen years of age, Determination in her face." ♪
♪ "She told me that a stress free life, Was waiting for me to arrive.." ♪
♪ "She told me that when I got my gift. I would do what she didn't." ♪
♪ "That's when I began to pray." ♪
♪ "Dolores comes home to Abuela." ♪
♪ "Her longing for change, ruined what we worked to make." ♪
♪ "To make my family proud, proud." ♪
♪ "She was jealous of our dream, She lived in a fantasy." ♪
♪ "The moment stays in my brain." ♪
♪ "It was a scary day...but anyway." ♪
♪ "And I'm fine, I'm fine, and she'll be fine, she's fine..!" ♪
" She's here!"
It shows Alma entering the house.
"Don't talk about Mirabel!"
"Why did I talk about Mira..?"
"Not a word about Mirabel!"
"I never should have brought up Mira!"