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part 8

"She's back! She's back, she's back!"

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Y/n's pov:

"Mi amor, I was so worried. We couldn't find you."

Isabela and I made it back just in time, as Julieta hugged Mirabel tightly. I was so relieved that Mirabel was ok.

"There were bees.. everywhere.." Agustín said, covered in bee stings. "I'll be ok."

"Uh, not if we don't have a house.." we all turned to look at Camilo, who got nudged by his father.

"What?! We don't have a house, I cant say we don't have a house? What is that? Not a house-"

I couldn't help but chuckle and smile a bit at Camilo's joke. I glanced over at Isabela, who had a smirk on her face as she stared into my soul.

"what?! It was funny.." I said softly.

"Mhm... sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night."

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Over the next couple of weeks, the town helped the Madrigals rebuild their home. Everything fell into place. Dolores got the guy, Bruno returned home, and everyone had a positive energy surrounding them. After a long time of hard work, the house was finally finished.

"Just one more thing, before the celebration.."

"What?"

"We need a doorknob"

"We made this one for you.."

Mirabel placed the doorknob on the front door of the house, and just like magic, the house and gifts of the family Madrigal was restored.

3rd person pov:

As the house and the miracle came back alive, the Madrigals gifts weren't the only ones restored.
Y/n felt something in that moment. She ignored it, and pushed the strange electrical feeling away. Everyone then spilled into the casa Madrigal to celebrate.

Y/n's pov:

The rest of the day was filled with music and fun.

I was talk to Mirabel and Isabela when I heard someone loudly clear their throat behind me. Isabela and Mirabel's faces lit up with smiles as they stared behind me. Confused, I turned around to find Camilo standing in front of me, with his hand out.

Suddenly, slow dance music began playing.

"Would you like to dance?"

I gasped dramatically.

"Omg, yes of course! This is soooo romantic Camilo!" I said, sarcasm strong in my voice as I dramatically put my hand in his. He playfully rolled his eyes and smiled.

He took my waist gently with one hand and held my hand in the other.

"Uh, Camilo, I don't actually know how to dance."