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i started from the wrong point and had to delete 1k words. fml.

confessions and proposals

victorias pov

the door burst open and in came pepa with a cloud over her head. mirabel and i jumped and saw pepa shove the cloud of the room and slam the door on it.

"i just came to get some of antonios things and i heard the name we do not speak." she made him sound like some supervillain.

in the past when my siblings and i heard stories of the madrigals, bruno had occasionally come up. i knew nothing of him other than his power and that he was the odd one. pepa continued on her rant about her cloud until it disappeared. she sat down with a crazed look in her eyes. right before she had sat and turned away i was able to catch a quick look at her. this victoria girl is kind of suspicious she seems to be everywhere. do we even know her last name? isnt one of the romanos around her age named victoria?

"if he had a vision about someone.. what would it mean for them?" mirabels words snapped me back into my own thoughts.

pepa was correct, i was everywhere for a reason. i told my parents everything of what had happened and i let in colette and astrid on it all.

"mirabel please we need to get ready for the guzmans!" pepa turned around and the door burst open.

"it was a nightmare!" felix yelled and threw his hands up.

pepa got ready to yell at her husband but was stopped by him. mirabel and felix were pushed from eachother by pepa.

"we dont talk about bruno." she warned again.

pepa turned and began dancing with felix as they looked at mirabel and i.

"but.. it was our wedding day."

"it was our wedding day." felix acted like an echo.

"bruno walks in with a mischievous grin."

"thunder!"

pepa glared at him with an annoyed look.

"are you telling the story or am i?"

they continued on with their part of the story until other famiky members got slowly dragged in. pepa spun the both of us and we were grabbed by dolores who looked around before starting on his life.

"i can always hear him sorta muttering and mumbling.. i associate him with the sound of falling sand."

we both thought back to brunos room with all of the sand at the beginning. the two girls grabbed their skirts and started dancing. how had i gotten myself into this mess?

"grappling with prophecies they couldnt understand. do you understand?"

we somehow ended up in a dark, scary room where camilo appeared. i felt relieved until he seemed to grow 6 feet.

"7 ft frame with rats along his back!" camilo smiled and i raised an eyebrow.

"he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams!" camilo appeared behind us.

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