After discussing a few things, my family and I were in the hotel room that Camilo was staying at. Charlie let the 5 of us have the privacy to talk while she prepares for the rest of the day along with the others. To let us bond. Reconnect.

Though as much as the thought made me happy, the thought of it also made me nervous as fuck. I just got back to reconnecting with Isabela and Camilo for only less than a month. And the last time I was drunk, for crying out loud.

"So," Dolores was the one to break the tense and awkward atmosphere as she was looking at with… a teasing smirk, "You and the girl out there?"

I blushed, looking away flustered, "Yeah… Her name's Charlie."

"So… you're dating the Princess of Hell." Dolores concluded with a knowing smile. I looked at her in surprise. "What? Sir Pentious told us everything about you guys. We just didn't know that you were Vaggie. And I'm sure Charlie is a great girl to be around. You two must really love each other."

I smile, thinking about my time here and being with Charlie which felt like the best thing I have ever felt in a while, "Yeah, she's… she's amazing. So amazing. And I couldn't have it any other way. She's attentive, kind and adorable. I'm really lucky-"

Before I could say anything else, a big strong hug and cries of happiness came to me and I yelped in surprise as Luisa gave me a strong embrace as she gave out happy tears, "I'm so happy that you found someone special in your life! My- my baby sister has grown so- so muuuuuch!"

I squeaked out as the crushing arms wrapped solely around me kept getting tightened. Look, I love Luisa's hugs and all, but I don't think I can really breathe….

Also, I can't help but blush even more when she called me her baby sister.

It's a good thing everyone else in the hotel isn't listening to this. I already get enough teasing from Angel Dust already. If he finds out, then he won't let me live this down.

Though, there's still Camilo.

"Haha, you should see the red on your face." he chuckled, trying to keep it in but failing miserably.

Pissed off, I somehow managed to flip him off from my sister's bear hug, to which he responded by a gasp of offense.

Dolores and Isabela laugh at this, "Never thought I'd see the day where Mirabel of all people would flip someone off."

I rolled my eyes with a smirk.

Luisa laughed as well as she let go of me, but then she realized something, "Where did you get the name 'Vaggie' from anyway?" she asked, scrunching her face as she wondered who in the world gave me a name like that?

I thought about it for a moment… and my thoughts came to Adam…

Yeah…

"Who do you think?" I said, not wanting to talk about it.

Isabela and Camilo shrugged at one another. Dolores and Luisa however, already figured it out and had a look of pure disdain. "Adam…" They groaned.

Huh, so they know him. Guess he really is a dickhead to everyone he comes across.

Isabela cursed her breath, "Eso no le sirve a ese maldito idiota…"

Ever since I told Isa about Adam and Lute (She made me tell her), she had an unbridled fury for them. So much so that she wants them to be torn to shreds by her thorns. I can't help but want to watch that, not going to lie.

Having had enough of them, Camilo asked me something, "Now that I think about it, do we just call you Mirabel or Vaggie?"

Ah, that's right. The name Mirabel and the name Vaggie.

"Honestly, I don't mind being called Mirabel to be honest. But only from my family. Though, I still go by Vaggie. I've gotten so used to it at this point that it just stuck." I explained, not really minding it.

"Good to know." Dolores stated, seemingly grateful.

"Speaking of names, did you really name your daughter after me?" I still can't believe it. I mean, it's been a while since I've seen them and all but… did Dolores really name her daughter after me?

Isabela was also looking at Dolores the same way, thinking of the name "Bella". I mean, it's obviously where the Dolores got that name from.

The bat eared angel gave a soft smile to all of us, "I named 4 of my children after all four of you guys. Well, not literally. Mira after Mirabel, Bella after Isabela, Milo after Camilo, and Lucia after Luisa."

Camilo gave his hermana mayor a shocked look, "Hang on, 4?! I thought it was just Mira."

Dolores chuckled, "5, actually." the even more shocked looks coming from the chameleon, "Yes, Camilo, I had 5 children with Mariano. Stop giving me that face."

I smiled at her, glad that at least Dolores had a nice life and family back when she was alive. I was really happy for her. And now that I think about it, what happened after I was gone? What happened to everyone else?

"What exactly happened? After I was… gone… after the incident?" I know this is a bit… I don't really know how to explain it but I have to know what has been going on with the rest of the family after….

After everything that had happened.

From the looks of all their faces, they tend to get a bit uncomfortable. But deep down, they knew they couldn't hide it from me. No matter how downhill it might get.

"Well… we didn't really stay together all that well…" Luisa admitted, looking down in sadness.

From the confused expression on my face, Isabela was the one to explain further, "Mirabel, when Casita fell, we were all devastated. Not because we lost our home and our miracle, but because we lost you." she said seriously.

I was honestly surprised. Did they really… fall apart because of… me?

Why…

"When we lost you, it felt like a missing piece of us had been taken away." Luisa explained, trying so hard not to get emotional and give me another hug, "You always get up and wake us up and have everyone get ready for the day. You were the… heart of our family. You were… our miracle."

Why… Why do they think that… after everything that had…

"We didn't speak much after. We just felt lost. So lost." Camilo said, looking away as if he was hiding some form of shame.

"I blew my chances at life," Isabela replied, guilt written all over her, "I mean,three years after the incident I killed Alma out of rage."

"What?!" Okay, that's crazy. My sister may be mean-spirited back then but never one for murder. And Alma dying… okay, I don't really know how to feel about that woman after everything she put me and the rest of the family through.

Dolores gave her prima a serious look, "Isa… it was an accident."

Oh, that makes sense.

"Yet I still-"

"Yeah, if she says it was an accident then I believe her," I said. No matter what, Isabela didn't mean to be cruel. And I know my sister. She's not heartless.

Luisa and Camilo also nodded in reassurance, knowing the plant demon wouldn't want to do such a thing either.

Isabela smiles a bit "I guess you guys are right…"

No guess. We know.

"Anyway, due to guilt, I killed myself with poison." Isabela finishes on her story.

I looked at her with an extremely pale face. Isabela committed suicide?

"It gets worse from there." Dolores stated, sighing sadly. How can it get any worse?! Surely it can't get worse!

I was soon turned wrong when Dolores gave Camilo a glare that said anger, sadness, regret. Camilo gave a nervous and guilty sigh, "Well, I died of overdosing. I wasn't taking the losses well and started doing drugs, alcohol, and then got angry and moody all the time."

Okay, it can get more awful.

"I died of sickness and there wasn't any cure." Luisa mumbles.

"I died of childbirth. But I don't really regret it." Dolores says, aiming another glare at Camilo if he says anything more.

I can't… it's… "Did you guys really… fall apart because of… me?"

It was Isabela's turn to look serious at me along with everyone else as she had a hand on my shoulder, "We fell apart because we missed you so much. You were our miracle. The one to pick us up. You helped me out of Alma's perfectionism."

"You helped me with the pressure that I had on my shoulders," said Luisa.

"You were my best friend back then. And you always cared about me, not some personas I always bring up." said Camilo.

"You were there for Antonio no matter what. You were there for the family when I could barely help." said Dolores, all three of them smiling wide at me after all this time, "We fell apart because we failed to be there for you. So let us be there for you now."

Suddenly I was crying. Shit, so much crying.

And immediately, I hugged them. I hugged them so tight. Not like Luisa's hugs but ones that said that I never wanted to let them go.

They embraced me back, crying just as much. So many years of pain and shit overcoming them that we can't seem to stop.

But we didn't give a fuck if we were crying like crazy or that our noses felt snotty. We weren't perfect. Far from it.

We were family.