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Read my mind

-+-Third POV-+-

Luis, Y/n and Camilo ran back to Casita as fast as they could. Y/n knew it was their fault they left him, they were hoping someone would forgive them.

They ran up the pathway to Casita, and the front doors opened for them. The stopped in the entrance of the kitchen. Julieta had sat Alejandro on a chair and gave him some food.

She noticed them standing in the door way and pushed them into the main part of the house, "I know what it may look like, but he can't remember a thing. He must've taken a pretty nasty fall."

"No. No, Julieta, I mean this in the nicest way possible, but you are making a huge mistake. I love and appreciate you as a person but he is awful. Please, for the love of everything good, get him away from here."

"Y/n.." Luis glared at Y/n with a slightly angered look in his face, "Y/n may have worded it wrong, but they're right. He's too dangerous to keep around. He might not remember but he's the bad guy here."

Julieta sighed. She knew it would hurt Alejandro to just kick him out right after he's woken up with no memory, but she realised it would hurt Y/n and Luis even more to let him stay.

She walked into the kitchen and said some hushed words before Alejandro walked out of the kitchen. Before he walked out the door, he looked back at his children with a look filled with malice.

Y/n was terrified. They felt like he lied about losing his memory, but he seemed so confused when he was sitting at the table. They looked to Camilo, who looked equally scared.

"Are you okay Y/n? I know it's a silly question, I just didn't know how else to say it. Do you need to talk about anything? Anything at all?" Camilo put his hand on their shoulder.

"Um.. Yeah, let's go to your room."

Before Camilo could say anything, Y/n grabbed his hand and dragged him back upstairs to his room. Mirabel had heard the commotion and peaked her head out of her door and caught sight of Camilo. She mouthed, 'what's going on?' and Camilo just shrugged.

They walked into the room and closed the door behind them. Y/n sat on the bed at the back wall and Camilo sat on his chair next to it. Y/n had their head resting in their hands.

"I just don't get it! How does he just show up and expect to just be forgiven by the people he hurt and traumatised since day fucking one! He thinks so high and mighty doesn't he? Doesn't he!? What do you think about this?"

"Uhh.." Camilo muttered, "Well, my opinion on the matter is that he is not welcomed here because, yeah, like you said, he shouldn't expect to be forgiven just by showing up and sweet talking you."

"You read my mind."

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