At four, I went into hiding with Papa, Bruno. For a year, he shielded me from the world, but as Camilo's ceremony approached, he made a painful decision. Worried for my safety and health, he sent me to live with Tía Julieta's family. I sobbed when she took me at midnight, wishing to stay with Papa, but he insisted.
By six, my gift ceremony arrived. I hoped for a gift like Papa's, despite my mother's cruel abandonment, calling me a disgrace. A month after Mirabel's birth, on June 10th, it was my turn. I secretly visited Papa in the walls, clinging to him before the ceremony. He slipped a stuffed bird onto my bed. Holding it tight, I walked toward my destiny.
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