Casita Madrigal Encanto Novels & Stories

Isabella said smoothly. “Take us home. I want Alejandro to meet him tonight.” My head snapped toward her. “T-tonight?!” “Yes. Why wait?” My palms went sweaty. I spent the ride fidgeting, twisting my fingers until they hurt. When the car finally slowed, my eyes widened. The Castillo estate wasn’t a house. It was a villa. White stone walls, fountains lit with golden light, windows stretching taller than the building I lived in. I gawked shamelessly.

In a rehearsed manner, as though they were robots programmed to say these things, they continued. “I’m Janice.” “I’m Isabel. . .” “And I am Alma.” “Welcome to El Colita Real.” What was this? Barney and Friends? Lara couldn’t believe her eyes and ears. Surely it was her perfectionist mother that put them up to this. What is she supposed to say? How was she supposed to react? Before she even had a chance to process any thoughts, one of the maids stepped forward to take her bags. “El Colita Real is one of the biggest mansions in San Luis, owned by billionaires Ricardo Martinez and Upcoming Mayor Veronica Flores Martinez. It is a 9,500 square expanse built on the ruins of the first city hall of