Resol || Camilo Madrigal

A Morning After

Clara groggily wakes up the next morning, wincing a bit at the small pain in her head. "What happened...?" she mumbled to herself as she sat up. She tried remembering last night.

She went down to bring Mirabel to the party, about to dance with her, when she felt something blunt hit her up on the head. Then she fell down unconscious.

'I wonder what had happened...?' Clara thought to herself.

"Clarita! Mi Cielito, are you okay?" Marcelo, who has been in the room with Alma and Camilo, walked forward and checked on his granddaughter.

"Yes, I am fine." Clara smiled up to her grandfather. "You gave us quite the shock, Clarita." Marcelo said, heaving a relieved sigh when he saw that she was indeed fine.

"I'm sorry Abuelo, I'll be careful next time." Clara said with a sheepish smile.

"Clarita, we are sorry for what had happened. Especially for Mirabel." Alma neared the girl as well, brows furrowed.

"It's an accident Abuela Alma, don't worry." Clara reassured the older woman. None of this was intentional so it shouldn't be taken into heart.

"Mi Vida, have one of Tia Julietta's arepa." Camilo said, passing a plate of his aunt's cooking to the injured girl. "Thank you Milo." Clara said, smiling as she took one.

She eats one, feeling her pain dispersing, but was forced to eat another one by her friend.

Alma smiled at the interaction and clapped her hands together, "This is wondrous news! How about the Martinez's have breakfast with us Madrigals?" she said with a smile.

"Oh, it is fine if we don't Abuela." Clara said, shy about the sudden invitation. "Take this as a small apology from my family for this incident, Clarita." Alma said, hand patting hers to reassure her.

"Then, we'd happily eat with you Alma." Marcelo answered with a smile. Alma nodded in content, "Good, then we should get going." She said back.

The Martinez family went to prepare themselves for the breakfast before walking with the two Madrigals to Casita.

"Hold onto me, Cariño." Camilo said, offering his arm. Clara huffed in amusement at the worry from her friend, "Tia Julietta's arepas have already healed me, Hermoso." She said.

"Don't ruin the illusion and let me help you, Cariño." Camilo insisted in a jesting tone.

"I'm fine though..." Clara sighed but loops her arm around his. They both walked a little ahead from the elders and the sleepy child.

"You worried me, you know? You looked so pale last night." Camilo said to Clara in a lower voice.

Clara turned to Camilo, seeing the worry in his eyes, before smiling. "I'm sorry for worrying you, Hermoso." She said back in a hushed tone.

Camilo slightly flushes at her smile, "It's fine – just hopefully it doesn't happen again." He stated back, facing forward. "Right." Clara agreed, chuckling as she also faced forward, seeing Casita up front.

They completely miss the content and endearing smiles from their grandparents behind them.

.・。.・゜✭・.

"Are you well now, hija?"

"Yes. Thanks to Tia Julietta's arepas."

"We are sorry for what had happened, Clarita."