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I can't help but feel like I'm not wanted when ever I'm around my family. The silence at dinner made my skin crawl. It may have been the way Sofia tosses and turns at night only falling asleep when she physically can't stay awake any longer. Or how my younger sisters avoid me. Clinging to Mami's side like aphids to a plant. Abuela still hasn't left her room. At first I thought I was imagining it but more and more I am pushed away. And thrown out like a weed that infects my Mami's garden.

I have spent more time away from home. Finding solace in the Madrigals casita. A place I can't help but feel like I am wanted, a sense of home. That I have seemed to crave ever since it slipped through my fingers.

Mi amor ~ Camilo Madrigal x oc~Where stories live. Discover now