Mi Corazón Book 2 (Camilo Madrigal and y/n story)

Chapter 14-"Madam Madrigal"

That night, all the Madrigals are seated at the table outside, a huge feast laid out. Laughter fills the cool, dusk air. It feels like home. Abuela went to talk with Gracie and her parents, who were quite mad to say the least. She then decided a special dinner was in order to formally apologise to me. I told her it wasn't necessary but she insisted, probably due to guilt. Camilo is seated next to me, his plate piled high. He plants kisses on my hand and cheek consistently throughout the meal, telling the family proudly how he stuck by my side through everything. The evening is filled with laughter, lively chatter and more apologies. "I had no idea any of this was even happening until that whole thing a few nights ago," Luisa says beside me, "but I'm glad it all worked out." She nudges me painfully with her elbow. Camilo reaches across me to grab a bowl of cream, and as his face passes mine, he kisses the tip of my nose. I push him away playfully, blush burning my cheeks. I catch Mirabel's eye from across the table, a wide smile on her face. I roll my eyes, but smile, happy that things are finally back to normal.

The sun eventually disappears below the horizon, and the chatter becomes more relaxed. Isabella, Mirabel and I leave the table and sit down on some cushions a few metres away from the rest of the family. It feels just like old times, before Gracie. Fireflies buzz brightly against the dark sky, and moths flutter around the lanterns spaced evenly along the outside wall of Casita. Isabella creates small flower sculptures on the pavement, and Mirabel braids my hair. Above us is a rotating ring of water, spinning with the rhythm of my twirling finger. "So, do I hear wedding bells?" Mirabel smirks, tying off the plait with a hair band. "Mirabel, c'mon." I flick a splash of water at her. "We're only 15, we've got quite a few years ahead of us." She smiles, rolling her eyes. "I'm just thinking ahead." I shake my head, drinking some more of the juice in my cup. "Besides, don't you think Y/n Madrigal has a nice ring to it?" I choke on the liquid in my mouth, almost spitting it out. Mirabel cracks up, glancing over at Camilo, who is playing with Antonio a little bit away from us. "Shhh, Mira, you don't want Camilo to hear us!" Isa whispers, saying Camilo's name a little too loud. I look between the two of them. Maybe I can have fun with this... I think, a smirk stretching across my face.

(IMAGINE THAT BEAUTY AND THE BEAST SCENE). "Can you imagine? Me, the wife of that, boastful, childish-" "Madam, Madrigal" Mirabel cuts me off. "Can't you just see it!" Isa continues;, "Madam Madrigal-" "My little wife." I jump in fright, accidentally dropping the ring of water onto Isabella's head, as Camilo appears over my shoulder, a goofy smile on his face. "Cami-" He laughs a little bit, pink blush dusting his freckled cheeks. He looks into my eyes, and I can't seem to form a sentence. 'My little wife...' His words bring a swarm of butterflies in my stomach, and I fight to contain the blush spreading across my face. "Planning our wedding already? My only requirement is that the cake is chocolate, oh and it has to be 7 layers!" He kisses my cheek, tucking my hair behind my ear. Next minute he's back playing with Antonio, and I'm just sitting there, blushing like an idiot, slightly stunned. Isabella and Mirabel stare at me, and after a moment burst out laughing. I bury my face in my hands, trying to hide the bright red splotches blossoming on my cheeks. MY little wife... My insides are exploding with happiness. I feel like I'm on cloud nine, except with a hint of embarrassment. "Guys, stop." I mumble, my hidden face breaking into an uncontrollable smile. "Sorry, sorry, that was just SO CUTE OH MY-" Mirabel squeals, shaking her fists excitedly. "It was so frickin sappy, I'll forgive you for soaking me," Isa laughs, wringing out a section of her hair. "Oh, my bad Isa," I say, finally looking up. "YOU'RE BLUSHING?!" Mirabel squeals again, this time loud enough to catch the attention of Pepa and Dolores who are still sitting at the table. I glance over at Camilo, who is already looking at me. He quickly looks away, hiding his own blush. I see Dolores give me a knowing look, tapping her ear discreetly. She heard everything... I sigh, now blushing from embarrassment. Pepa, looks from me to her daughter with a puzzled expression, before shrugging and returning to the table conversation.

Mirabel and Isa don't drop the subject for the next hour, going on about the dress I'd wear, what roles they would play and how frickin adorable the two of us are. "C'mon chicas," I sigh, starting to feel exhausted. "Fine, we'll drop it, but best believe we'll be back in 5 years to be your bridesmaids." Isa says with a satisfied smile. They both embrace me as I stand up, and I feel so grateful for them, despite the betrayal of the last week or so. Someone taps on my shoulder, and Isa and Mira run off, giggling hysterically, like a pair of 5 year olds. I roll my eyes at them before turning around. Camilo pulls me closer, resting his hands on the small of my back. I wrap my arms around his neck, gazing into his eyes. "Sorry about them, they can get a bit carried away.." He says, sheepishly. "Está bien, mi vida," I say, giving him a small kiss. "We've got all the time in the world," I step back and take his hand. The adults have packed up the table, and are heading inside. I'm about to follow them when Camilo tugs gently on my arm. "Let's not go back inside just yet," He whispers, kissing my hand. "Mami, I'll be back in a bit!" He calls out to Pepa, who responds; "Don't stay put too long, corazon!" before heading inside with the other. "Vamos chica, our spot is extra beautiful at night!" He smiles excitedly and nods his head towards the distant hill past the village. Our spot...