"If it was all in my head, how did I cut my hand?" (Y/N) spoke, now in the kitchen as Julieta was making something for her cut and Mirabel sat next to (Y/N).

"She's right Mama, something is happening to our house." Mirabel backed up (Y/N), not doubting her for a second.

"I would never ruin Antonio's night. Is that really what you think?" (Y/N) asked, gripping her injured hand tightly.

"What I think is that today was very hard for you," Julieta glanced between both girls, "Both of you."

"That's..." (Y/N) groans in annoyance, "I was looking out for the family. And I might not be super strong like Luisa, or effortlessly perfect like senorita perfecta Isabela," She made a funny face, "Who's never even had a bad hair day, but... whatever."

Julieta sat down beside the girl she thought of as a daughter. (Y/N) held her injured hand out for the woman, "I wish you could see yourself the way I do," The older lady handed (Y/N) the food, "Like the way Camilo sees you."

At the last sentence (Y/N)'s eyes became slightly watery, not knowing if the boy she was crazy for even wanted to be near her anymore, if he even liked her anymore. (Y/N) wouldn't blame him though, she never would.

Mirabel saw her best friends tears and squeezed her free hand, shuffling closer to comfort (Y/N).

"You are perfect just like this," Julieta brushed some of (Y/N)'s hair out of her face, "Even if your not blood related, you're just as special as anyone else in this family."

(Y/N) hummed dryly, "You just healed my hand with an arepa con queso."

Julieta grabbed (Y/N)'s hand that was with the cut, running her fingers up her palm, "I healed your hand with my love and care for you." She intertwined their fingers and squeezed tightly, "You are more special then you know, amor." Julieta pressed a kiss on (Y/N)'s forehead then to Mirabel's.

"I know what I saw." (Y/N) shook her head, moving out of Julieta's hold.

The mother sighed heavily, "(Y/N/N), Mira, my brother Bruno lost him way in this family. I don't want the same for you two."

(Y/N) and Mirabel shared a look, a silent understanding between the two of them.

"Get some sleep. You'll both feel better tomorrow."

~

Later that night, (Y/N) couldn't sleep knowing that the house's magic was in danger. So the girl carefully made her way across the roof towards where the candle, gasping sofly when Abuela came into view, she quickly backed up a little out of sight.

"Ay, Pedro. I need you." (Y/N) heard Abuela's sad voice talk softly, "Cracks in our Casita. If our family knew how vulnerable we truly are... If our miracle is dying... we cannot lose our home again." The older woman sighed, "Why is this happening?"

Abuela looked towards the stars, pleading, "Open my eyes. If the answer is here, help me find it. Help me protect our family. Help me save our miracle." She kissed her husbands photo and left the window.

(Y/N) peaked out, seeing the coast clear and stared at the candle. She knew what her and Mirabel had to do, "We will save the miracle."

At her determination, something flickered in (Y/N)'s eyes. For a second her (E/C)'s weren't there. Instead there was a bright glow.

~

After (Y/N) made it back into her room, she went by Mirabel and told her everything and of course the girl was in. And now it was the next day, Mirabel and (Y/N) walking up to "Dolores" who actually was Camilo.

"Dolores" saw (Y/N) coming and gulped hard, scared to face her after he left her all alone at the bottom of the stairs. He felt so bad after he did, the way her teary eyed face looked up at him.. his heart clenched just thinking about it.

"Dolores, hey!" Mirabel ran up to the girl, (Y/N) stood behind listening, "You know, out of all my older cousins, you're, like, my favourite cousin, so I feel like I can talk to you about anything, ergo you can talk to me about anything like the problem with the magic last night that no one seemed to worry about, but maybe you heard about that maybe I should know about." She whispered at the end.

"Camilo! Stop pretending you're Dolores so you can have seconds." Felix's voice made (Y/N) jump in her skin, the male right behind her scolding his son.

(Y/N) squealed when Dolores turned back into Camilo, almost tripping over her own feet but luckily Felix steadied her, "Wow! careful pequeño." The male chucked, helping the girl steady.

The (H/C) was freaking out, Camilo's eyes straight away focused on her when he transformed then huffed, shrugging his shoulders and smirked, "Worth a shot," Casita started hitting the boy with the window, making him yelp loudly twice, smiling happily when he didn't drop his food and ran away towards the table.

Felix groaned at his sons actions, Mirabel rolled her eyes, Dolores just stared like normal and (Y/N) was a gaping fish.

"The only one worried about the magic is you two," Dolores muttered to the girls, "And the rats talking in the walls. On and Luisa, I heard her eyes twitching all night." She squeaked and walked away to the eating table.

(Y/N) and Mirabel shared a look.

"Everyone, to the table! Let's go, let's go." Abuela called out to her family.

(Y/N) was quick to sit down where Pepa was going to sit, sending her a sweet smile and the older lady couldn't help but not get mad at her, patting her head slightly and sat down next to her. Mirabel ended up next to Abuela, making (Y/N) left to question Luisa.

"Family," Abuela started, making her way to the front of the table, "We are all thankful for Antonio's new," Just as she was going to sit, animals where stopping her from doing so, "Gift.."

"I told them to warm up your seat." Antonio told Abuela sweetly, smiling.

Abuela nodded her head, taking her seat, "Thank you, Tonito."

While they were talking, (Y/N) softly asked Luisa, "Luisa, Dolores says you're totally freaking out. Any chance you maybe know something about last night will the magic..."

Luisa's eye twitched, (Y/N) gasped and slapped her hand onto the table, "You do!"

"(Y/N)!" Abuela called and (Y/N) turned back around to her, feeling the family stares, "If you can't pay attention, I will help you."

(Y/N) blinked, stuttering, "Oh, actually.."

"Casita!" At Abuela's call, (Y/N)'s chair was pushed down the table and ended up right next to the older lady, opposite to her best friend. (Y/N) grunted when she got pushed into the table hard.

Abuela sighed and continued talking, "As I was saying, we must never take our miracle for granted. So today we will work twice as hard."

(Y/N) didn't listen and leaned back in her chair, seeing Lusia side eye her and hide away when (Y/N) caught her eye. The strong woman definitely knew something.

"Mm-hhm. I will help Luisa." (Y/N) was about to get out of her chair, though Abuela's unbothered face and tone stopped her, "Stop."

Abuele stood up from her chair, "First, an announcement. I've spoken to the Guzmans about Mariano's proposal to Isabela," She gently squeezed the girls cheeks, looking at Dolores, "Dolores, do we have a date?"

"Tonight, he wants five babies." Dolores casually told them.

Isabela gulped, flowers popping in her hair out of embarrassment.

Abuela clapped, "Wonderful! such a fine young man with our perfect Isabela will bring a new generation of magical blessings and make both our families stronger."

Camilo shapeshifted into Mariano, wiggling his eyebrows at Isabela and made kissing sounds.

Isabela rolled her eyes, flicking flowers into his mouth which made him cough and turn back into himself, "Save that for (Y/N) Camilo."

The boy's cheeks turned red, coughing more at her comment. Though she was right, he wanted to kiss (Y/N) so bad it hurt.

"Okay. Our community is counting on us," Abuela stretched her arms out wide, "La Familia Madrigal!"

"La Familia Madrigal!" The family copied back in sync.

Once that was over, (Y/N) shoot out of her chair, "Luisa, hey." She turned to her chair and found Luisa gone, "What?"

(Y/N) glanced around and saw the strong woman already far away. (Y/N) slapped her forehead and groaned.

Mirabel ran up to (Y/N) out of breath, "(Y/N/N), I got this one. Go talk to you know who." She bumped her shoulder against (Y/N)'s, smiling softly.

(Y/N) went wide eyes, stumbling over her words, "B-But-"

Mirabel placed a finger over her lips to silence the girl, "It's alright, I'll let you know what I find."

(Y/N) sighed, knowing that she wouldn't win, "Alright go."

Mirabel patted (Y/N)'s cheek, sending her a smile and ran off towards Luisa.

Once Mirabel was out of (Y/N)'s sight, the girl turned around and walked up towards her room, not noticing a pair of hazel eyes trailing and following her.

(Y/N) made it to her room, opening the door and closed it half way, going towards her bed and sat on the edge. Hands scrunched together on her lap, she didn't hear someone else entering the room with her.

"(Y/N)..." The said girls heart rate picked up from who called her name. Camilo. Though her head stayed downwards, not wanting to face the curly head just yet.

Camilo sighed softly, smiling sadly he moved towards her on the bed and knelt down in front of her. He went to tuck some of her (H/C) locks behind her ear, moving it so he could see her but (Y/N) just ruffled it back down.

The Madrigal boy frowned at this move, biting down on his bottom lip, "Amor.. talk to me please.." He started to beg.

(Y/N) eyes welled up with tears, shaking her head she refused to look up at him when (Y/N) knew that she ruined Antonio's ceremony, that she was just a outsider with no special gift to help the family who took her in when no one else did.

Camilo breathed in shakily, wanting to see (Y/N)'s eyes more then anything right now. He reached out and grabbed (Y/N)'s hands in his own, feeling her trembling and he placed the back of them against his forehead. His curly hair tickled her fingers.

"Por favor mírame.." He whispered a breathless plead, closing his eyes and held her hands tighter to his forehead.

(Y/N)'s heart ached hearing his plea, slowly lifting her head up feeling bad and straight away Camilo's eyes met her own, making butterflies flutter in her stomach.

Camilo brought down her hands, intertwining them with his own and held on tight, so tight that (Y/N) thought that her hand would break, his thumb rubbing over her knuckles.

"I'm so sorry amor..." (Y/N)'s wobbly voice spoke, gripping Camilo's hand tighter, "I'm sorry for ruining Antonio's night," She breathed in heavily, "And I'm sorry I don't have a gift like you or the others."

Camilo brought up one of (Y/N)'s hands to his mouth, placing a gentle kiss on the back of it, "You didn't ruin his night mi corazón, I promise you didn't." He mumbled against her skin, letting go of her hands and looked up towards (Y/N) who was watching with glazed doe eyes.

He moved up towards her more, his curly hair bouncing with the movement and grasped (Y/N)'s chin with his pointer and thumb, bringing her face closer to his and exhaled through his nose.

(Y/N) held her breath, not knowing what Camilo was going to do but what surprised her was that he trailed his nose from her brow, all the way down to her nose and rested the tip and bridge of his nose against hers. Staying like for a few minutes, (Y/N) could feel every breath Camilo took and could feel his soft hair against her skin.

Camilo moved back just a tad, bumping his nose against hers and their faces still so close to each other it was hard to breathe properly, "It doesn't matter if you have no gift (Y/N)..," his voice became passionate, so full of emotion for the girl, "You already are special to me chica bonita, nothing can change how I feel." He confessed, his hazel eyes pouring to (Y/N)'s.

(Y/N)'s throat felt dry, lips quivering at his confession and reached out a shaky hand to cup Camilo's cheek. The boy admittedly leaning into her touch, nuzzling the side of his face into her palm and pressed a warm kiss against it.

(Y/N) smiled with her quivering lips, relieved to know that Camilo didn't think anything less of her but it didn't change the growing feeling of loneliness in her heart.

Though before the comfort fest could continue, Mirabel came charging through the door yelling (Y/N)'s name out in excitement, breaking the two children a part.