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CELESTE WATCHED IN HORROR AS SHE SAW THE CRACKS SCATTERING AROUND THE CASA MADRIGAL, her hands were quivering in fright as she held Mirabel's hands on her own.
She raised her head, her trembling following the circling crevices that manage to climb throughout Casita's walls and borders, scattering all over the place that left Mirabel and her to gasp. It was impossible to stay calm at this point, considering that there's a huge possibility that the house might just collapse all of a sudden with no profound reason.
"What's happening? C-Casita?" Mirabel mumbled in confusion, finding everything hard to process as she sees what was happening. Mirabel side-eyed Celeste who was petrified while standing beside her, eyes widened and barely even breathing. Her chest was rising, inhaling deeply.
And seeing that she too was no less just as clueless as her, she pursed her lips onto one another and gulped in fear.
Celeste's face was pale as a lamia, she can't help but freeze and quiver as the fear in her eyes started to enlargen and overcome her senses as she follows the cracks circling throughout the poor Casita.
She never knew such a thing could happen, neither did Mirabel. And seeing them with her own two eyes along with Julieta's youngest child, it was as if the surrealness of the moment was sucking her very consciousness that kept her holding. It was just plain out unbelievable, and frightening even.
Mirabel breathed heavily and nervously once she saw Celeste dozing off, both their hands trembling as they held each other. "Celes? Celeste? Hey, are you okay? You don't look so well." Mirabel asked, distracting herself from the cracks that didn't dare stop gliding across the whole house. She slides her hands to Celeste's cheek, patting her and checking her out.
Despite hearing the brunette's worried-sick inquiries, Celeste simply gulped and gave Mirabel a nervous and questioning look. She didn't give her an answer for her lips dreaded to ever move. Evidently in fear.
Of course, Mirabel was caught in confusion upon why Celeste's exhausted eyes were looking at her chocolate ones as if she was waiting for an explanation as to why the house was in such a state.
But before they got too much sucked in because of fear and fright, Celeste snapped out of her own little world and overcome the weighing emotions that's bringing her, and even Mirabel, down.
"Yeah, I am- I'm okay, no need to worry about." Celeste assured, before moving her head gaze away from Mirabel and back to the inclinations of the house. She followed every single one of them until her eyes landed on a certain object, the candle- the Miracle.
"What's happening Mirabel? The candle is... This can't be happening. W-what if it blows out for once and for all? What will happen then...?" Celeste articulates, shaking the brunette out of her thoughts which finally made Mirabel look at her.
