"What's wrong Mi Vida?" (Mirabel Madrigal Angst)

'Oh, yes mamá?' she replied her eyes shooting up to look into hers, 'You doing okay mi Vida?'
'of course, Mami, I'm fine' she gave a soft smile, setting the dishes down.

'I just- don't want you to overwork yourself, amor,' she said brushing Mirabel's curls out of her face. 'And you seem distant lately,'

'I'm just tired mamá, don't worry!' Mirabel smiled warmly.
She was tired, tired of never being good enough. Her family could do everything without her, she was useless. Her familia would be better off without her anyway.

~We Love Julieta and Agustin comfort here~

translations:
Mi Vida: My life
primo/prima: cousin
Mi amor: my love
most are obvious

enjoy!
~A Mirabel madrigal angst fic~

!TW's for the entire book!// selfharm/suicide attempt/ suicidal thoughts/ yelling/vomiting/blood/ graphic depictions of self harm/

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