How Times Change

Enamorarse

Falling in love comes naturally to some. It's easy for people to trust and give to another, until you're empty without that person, until you are nothing without them. For Bruno, this was not the case, it took time for him to finally trust his heart and accept their relationship.

It didn't matter that the village still didn't trust Bruno, thinking of him as the creepy guy who kills people's goldfish for fun, because Eva didn't. She spent every day with him, as they talked, laughed and thought together, and their love grew by the second.

Bruno, much to his disappointment but not surprise, did realize that his family didn't seem as keen on Eva. Even Augustin, Eva's brother, avoided talking about her which only drew Bruno closer to her as he empathized more and more. As for the rest of the Madrigals, each one of them had a different problem with her, Julieta had once described her as suspiciously nice, while Pepa wondered if she was too co dependant.

But in Bruno's mind, he couldn't care less. She had a way of thinking exactly what he was and she never mentioned his visions or his relationship with his family unless it was to tell her how unlucky they were for not trusting him.

'You know, it's been 3 months and I still have a vision.' He remarked cheerlily, noticing how the bags beneath his eyes had lifted and cleared slightly.

'And look how handsome you are.' She lent in to kiss his cheek but he swirled round suddenly to look back in the mirror.

'Bruno?'

'I just can't help but... is it the right thing, not to do visions.'

'Your mama, she-'

'I know what she said Eva. Sorry. I just don't know why... I mean Julieta and Pepa, they help all the time.'

'Aw Bruno, mi amor, you know that you are special with or without your gift.'

He nodded to himself but suddenly Eva's face changed.

'If you wanted to help someone with your visions, you could always do one for me. I've never seen you do one before, I'm sure it's very striking.'

'No. Not your right. Mama said no and I am special, with or without the visions.'

She nodded a kind of forced, smile nod, took him by the hand and they happily rushed out the door.

Bruno had been living in Eva's house for the past few weeks and though it was small, he found it comfortable and more homely than his cave, or those millions of stairs that lead up to it. Strangely enough, when Augustin and Felix had first started staying with them, his sisters' rooms had learned and grown to accommodate their new eventual husbands. For example, Pepa shielded Felix from the ongoing rains and sweltering heat that raged in the rainforests that made up her room and of course her bed got a little better.

This change never occurred with Eva, in fact the house even didn't help her up the stairs in his room like it did with Julieta, and occasionally his mother. No, the house seemed actively pale against the presence of Eva.

Julieta and Agustin found themselves in the kitchen, attempting to prepare for that evening's meal and, on Augusitins part, failing miserably. But his wife, the most precious thing in his life aside from his only daughter Isabela who was two at the time, could make a great meal out of anything and the smells coming from the oven only secured this idea further.

'Juli. I think something might be wrong.'

'No, your just crimping the edges wrong, nothing must leave the pastry-'

'Not that mi amor, it's about Eva.'

'I've been thinking the same.' She admitted. 'I wouldn't want to hurt Bruno.'