"Why do you, of all people, want to save the Miracle?" Camilo gestured, genuinely confused. Isabela, despite herself, stood by his side. Cold. Tired. Imperfect for the first time in years, the burning flame held shakily in her hand halfway lit her slim silhouette. "It's all we stand for, Cami..." Mirabel said. She quickly brought her gaze down to the floor, speaking extra softy now. "Do you want Antonio to turn out like me? He's seen how happy you are in your Gifts, I've seen how confident you are in your gifts, do you really-" Camilo raised his hand slightly, interrupting Mirabel's passionate rant with a reluctant expression pinned on his face. "Mirabel, Tío Bruno didn't leave because of his own doing and... You... don't know half of what we know, príma." He reached in his bag, his hand emerged with one piece of paper; an old card. "This," he said. "This is CAMBID. Otherwise known as the day we all die." __________________________________________________________________________ Notes: No incest or pedophilia, this fandom is wacko. No smut. Harsh language will be used in certain characters chapters (Pepa, Camilo, etc.) I'll put trigger warnings on chapters that may be upsetting to some viewers. I want you all to be happy, okay? 😁