Everything is perfect. My life is perfect! I should be happy... Right? But for some reason... I'm lost. I don't need to be someone who pretends, who doesn't do anything exciting, and wants to sit in a room but has to be told to come out and see the same old things. I can use my powers to make unique and strong-smelling blossoms. But something is missing. My life is now exactly how I wanted it to be, but... I don't know. I was lost in thought, rearranging my room to be just the way I wanted when I heard a dry, shrill voice. "Isabela..." I whirled around in fear. "Got you!" Mirabel said. "Hey, not funny!" I said, looking at her with mock frustration. "C'mon! It was kinda... Anyways, Abuela wants to see you. Well, she wants to see all of us which uh... includes you so uh... I uh..." Mirabel said nervously. "hey... What's wrong?" I asked. I saw right through her. Something wasn't right. "Uh... It's just that..." Mirabel hesitated. "It's just..." "I'm always worried that things are going to change... And well... I keep worrying about that, and I feel like that's ruining how good life is right now." She looked really upset. "hey. Everything going to be fine. I know it. We'll have each other no matter what. Do you trust me?" I said comfortingly. She smiled a scared and worried smile and nodded. "i do." I smiled as we walked out of the room, to the dinner table. "Sit Everyone! *cough* We need to speak as a family! *cough* I-" Abuela said dryly, before she was cut off. "Mamá... Is everything ok?" Julieta said. "yes *cough* one second mi familia..." She coughed a lot after she said this. I was very nervous. Mirabel looked like she was going to cry. Abuela came back with a glass of water. "Everyone. I just had a conversation with *cough* mi niño, Bruno, and *cough* he has predicted that I will *cough, cough, cough* I will *cough* pass soon." Abuela said nervously. Pepa's cloud appeared. I gasped as everyone started chattering and crying. I felt dizzy. I couldn't take this. The last thing I remember is blacking out. "is she ok?" "I'm not sure!" "Cook, Julieta, quickly!" *cries* "Mi niña, hold on!" "sis!" "the pressure... she going to be fine, lusia, you're strong... and wise" "isa! Wake up please..." I opened my eyes as everyone started to sigh in relief. "everyone... I can't do this... Abuela... is she okay?" I asked. "um... since you *whimper* passed out... *cry* she was so worried and... go to the bed... You're already in her *cry* room." Mirabel sobbed. Abuela was lying on the bed. "por favor, dile que estás bien..." I said. I said a prayer before checking her pulse. It was very slow. "mamá!!! Make her a queso now!!" I screamed. "We tried... It doesn't work sobrina." Tío Felix said. I couldn't take it. "Try... keep trying!" I went back to check her pulse. It was still there. I let out a worried sigh. "Julieta! Bake the pie! It must work. A bigger thing with more spice! Add spice in the crust and in the inside. Please..." Pepa whimpered. She nodded. Mom made the pie very quickly and passed it to Tío Bruno. "Feed her, brother. she loves you and that can help her." He nodded. He gave her the slice. He held her hand. "I wish I had the chance to be a better son." He mumbled. Tío Felix patted him on the back. "it's okay, it's not your fault. We've all thought that." Bruno nodded. She started to cough and...
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