TW: Brief description of rape.
Dolores lay on the bed. Everyone in town considered her a ramera. Had she just proven them right? Is Mariano even going to want to marry me still? He hadn't asked for her hand yet. However, a proposal was expected to happen soon. She had accidentally heard Mariano asking for her father's permission to propose.
The last few hours played back in her mind. The memory of his teeth was still embedded in her mind. The ghost of his fingers was still on her body. She shuddered under the covers. She had gotten redressed, but she still felt naked. She had seen someone enter the room with a first aid kit. She hoped her brother was okay.
The man entered the room. "You did well, Puta," he said. "You can go back to your room."
She stood up and started talking to the door. She turned around to his him. "Muere en un incendio, hijo de puta," she said. "Te quemarás, y voy a encender el fósforo."
With that, Dolores left the room. She walked back to the tiny room. She felt as though she was doing the walk of shame. She shouldn't feel this way. She didn't want this to happen. However, she couldn't help it.
She tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. She would make a run for it, but she can't leave the others. One of the guards walked over to her. "Hey, I got locked out," she said. "I had been summoned elsewhere. Can you open the door for me?"
He didn't say a word. He pulled the key from his pocket. He unlocked the door. She went inside without a word. The door was locked behind her. Camilo was asleep in the cot. His body was covered in bandages. His leg had the most layers covering it. Valeria sat in the corner.
"I was wondering when you were gonna come back," Valeria said. "Your brother is gonna be okay. He was awake for almost an hour while you were gone. I tried to get him to eat, but he didn't have the strength. We can try again in the morning."
"Thanks," Dolores said. "We should go to bed for the night. You and I will share the bed. I don't know if it's a good idea for us to get into the cot with him. Tomorrow, when all three of us are awake, we'll hatch an escape plan."
"This map is worthless," Mariano declared.
"So we have been walking in circles?" Mirabel asked. "That's great. Antonio, you should try to talk to some wolves. Maybe they'll adopt us. We're too far from the Encanto to turn around now."
"Mirabel, Niñera, we shouldn't give up," Luisa said. "We need to keep ongoing. Our family needs us."
"I hear something," Antonio said. Everyone turns their attention to where Antonio was looking.
"Voy a matarla jodidamente," Julieta declared.
"Julieta, you need to calm down," Pepa said. "Bruno's visions aren't known for their clarity. Remember the vision about Mirabel? Don't do something you'll regret without knowing all the facts."
"She was standing over a grave," Julieta yelled. "We saw Isabela's body. We saw Camilo in there with her. I'm surprised you're not as pissed as me. What else could it mean, other than Dolores has gone crazy?"
"I'm trying to keep my level head, so I don't accidentally electric you," Pepa yelled back. "You're not gonna lay a hand on my daughter!"
"She killed Isabela!" Julieta screamed. "If the situation was reversed, you would be just as mad. La perra va a conseguir lo que viene!"
"What did you just call my daughter?" Felix yelled.
"Doli killed Isa?" Antonio said. Tears were welling up in his eyes. His sister was his hero. Both of his older siblings were heroes to him. He didn't even know what became of his big brother. Heroes don't kill people. Only bad people did, like the ones who killed Abuelo. Why would Dolores kill Isabela?
"We need to work through the night," Luisa announced. "We need to make sure the vision doesn't come true."
"I don't think we can stop a vision," Mirabel said.
"Then we'll die trying," Luisa declared.
Puta; bitch
Muere en un incendio, hijo de puta; Die in a fire, you son of a bitch.
Te quemarás, y voy a encender el fósforo; You will burn, and I'm gonna light the match.
Niñera; baby sister
Voy a matarla jodidamente; I'm going to fucking kill her.
La perra va a conseguir lo que viene; The bitch is gonna get what's coming.
