7- Cumpleaños

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|💝-3 Months Later-💝|

Dolores announced her pregnancy to the family 2 months after the engagement. Everyone but Abuela could tell the baby was conceived before that.

WARNING: No real smut, but build-up and mentions of. (Before I get shit for the age, in Colombia the age of consent is 14. They could have fucked from the start.)

|🥳-Y/n's POV-🥳|

The second my head hit the pillow, I was in a dark place. A place I hadn't been for ages.

"Bruno? What's wrong? What do you need?"

"It's Camilo. He's having a bad dream, but I can't get in."

"What can I do?"

"You can try." He ran away and I followed. The dark place faded into a long hallway, with doors. The doors were like the ones in the Casita, but with the images of different villagers. At the head of the corridor, they were the doors of the Madrigals. They all glowed brightly, apart from one.

Camilo's.

It looked just like it had when the miracle broke. I brushed the doorknob with my fingertips.

"The door won't open for me. I haven't got a strong enough relationship with him."

"But I do." I finished. I saw him nod in my peripheral. I turned the handle and it instantly swung open.

I didn't hesitate to enter.

|🎉-Camilo's POV-🎉|

It was the day of my birthday. I was in the main area of the house, surrounded by villagers and my family.

"Shift into Mirabel!"

Immediately, I was in her clothes, wearing her glasses. I didn't even tell myself to do it. I wasn't in control.

My body ached and I felt sick to my stomach. I looked pleadingly at Mirabel, who clapped and smiled.

"Shift into Abuela!"

Then, I was Abuela. I looked at her, but she didn't notice. She didn't notice my pain and didn't care.

"Shift into Pepa!"

I shift. I look. She doesn't care.

"Shift into Antonio!"

I shift. I look. He doesn't care.

It was a sickening cycle. I shifted into everyone in the village and nobody saw how much it hurt.

"Shift into Y/n!"

Y/n! She knows how much I hate my gift! She'll do something!

I look at her. But I don't see the affection I wanted. I see the same obedient clueless expression everyone else is wearing too.

"No... Please, stop, I've had enough!" I screamed.

Cami...

I looked up at Y/n. She was still clapping mindlessly.

I could have sworn she said something...

Wakey wakey...

My eyelids fluttered open and I saw Y/n's face - her real face - hovering above me, even though she'd slept at her house that night.

"Morning, sleepyhead. Do you know what day it is?"

"What?" I mumbled sleepily.

She slowly raised a tray of my favourite breakfast foods for me to see. "It's your birthdaaayyyy!" She sung.

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