Isa: What - ? The sky cannot possibly fall down on one.
Mira: What did you just say - ? That did not sound like Isabela.
Isa: Uh, of course I'm Isabela. Who else could I possibly be?
Mira; Camilo!
Camilo: Yo.
Mira: Okay, you're Isa. 😕
Isa: Hmph.
Antonio: You're welcome!
Camilo:
I saved every letter you wrote me
From the moment I saw you
I knew you were mine
You said you were mine
I thought you were mineDo you know what Isabela said
When I told her what you'd done?
She said
"You have married an Icarus
He has flown too close to the sun"Don't
Take another step in my direction
I can't be trusted around you
Don't think you can talk your way
Into my arms, into my armsI'm burning the letters you wrote me
You can stand over there if you want
I don't know who you are
I have so much to learn
I'm re-reading your letters
And watching them burn (burn)
I'm watching them burn (burn)You published the letters she wrote you
You told the whole world
How you brought this girl into our bed
In clearing your name, you have ruined our livesHeaven forbid someone whisper
"He's part of some scheme" (He's part of scheme)
Your enemy whispers
So you have to scream (So you have to scream)
I know about whispers
I see how you look at my sisterDon't
I'm not naive
I have seen women around you (around you)
Don't think I don't see how they fall for your charms (they fall for your charms)
All your charmsI'm erasing myself from the narrative (I'm erasing myself from the narrative)
Let future historians wonder how Luisa reacted
When you broke her heart
You have thrown it all away
Stand back, watch it burn (burn)
Just watch it all burnAnd when the time comes
Explain to the children
The pain and embarrassment
You put their mother through
When will you learn
That they are your legacy?
We are your legacy!
If you thought you were mine (mine, mine, mine)
Don'tIsabela: Nice singing, Camilo, and as for my dare. No way I'm going on a date!
Camilo: Okay, Isabela, your date should be arriving soon!
Isabela: Oh, my God! I have to get ready! *leaves*
Dolores: Who's the date?
Camilo: Not sure.
Dolores: Wonder if he's cute?
Camilo: He might be.
Isabela: *comes back* How do I look?
Dolores: Like a Goddess. Now go to your date!
Isabela goes to the restaurant where she was supposed to meet her date, at the reserved table.
Isabela: *talking to self* He probably won't be cute. No boy is. If he is it'll be a surprise.
The person sits down in front of her. Isabela looks closely at the person. It's not a boy... But a girl. She holds out her hand.
Angelica: I'm Angelica.
Isa: I-Isabela. Sorry.
She recorrects her posture, sitting perfectly and looking perfect. Angelica watches with amusement.