𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘| Miguel Diaz [COMPLETED UNTIL SEASON 6 PART 3]

𝒙𝒍𝒗𝒊. shes hiding something

chapter forty-six:
❛ she's hiding something ❜

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Arizona woke slowly, the soft glow of sunlight filtering through her blinds. She lay still for a moment, breathing in deeply and letting the calm settle into her bones. There was a quiet stillness around her, and she felt grounded, like all the chaos of the world had paused just for her. Last night's meditation, the journal session, or maybe just her inner alignment had worked wonders.

Sliding her legs over the edge of the bed, she stretched, arms reaching toward the ceiling, fingertips brushing against the energy she imagined filling the room. She moved through the motions of her morning routine slowly, savoring the feeling of balance that lingered in every breath. After slipping on a loose cardigan over her tank top and tying her curls into a loose bun, she padded downstairs, her steps light, like walking on clouds.

The smell of coffee hit her first, rich and slightly bitter, followed by the sound of sizzling eggs and light chatter. She stepped into the kitchen to see her mom, Daniella, leaning back in her chair with a mug of coffee cupped in her hands. Her hair was loosely tied back, strands escaping here and there, but there was a calmness to her face that made Arizona smile.

At the table, her younger brother, Diego, sat hunched over a plate, crumbs of toast already scattered around him as he chewed happily. Abuela Dolli was in her usual spot at the head of the table, flipping through an old recipe magazine with a pair of reading glasses perched on her nose.

"Buenos días, mi niña," Dolli greeted warmly, looking up as Arizona entered.

"Morning, sweetie," Daniella added, her lips curling into a soft smile.

Diego glanced up briefly and offered a muffled "Morning, 'Zona," through a mouthful of toast.

Arizona beamed at them, moving toward the coffee pot. "Good morning, my radiant family," she said, her voice light and melodic. "The energy in here... it's just so peaceful. I love it."

Dolli chuckled and set her magazine aside, folding her hands in her lap. "What's gotten into you, niña? Did you dream about something beautiful?"

"Maybe," Arizona replied, pouring herself a cup of coffee and sitting down at the table. She cradled the mug in her hands, the warmth seeping into her skin. "Or maybe I just woke up knowing everything's happening as it's meant to. You know, the universe doing its thing."

"You've been like this since last night," Daniella observed, though her tone was playful. "Not that I'm complaining."

Diego swallowed a bite and grinned. "She's acting like one of those yoga teachers on TV."