Encanto Fanfiction Mirabel Birthday Forgotten の小説・ストーリー

she winked before slamming the door shut after her. I chuckled immediately when the door shut. She was bolder than I thought. Too bold if you ask me but I wanted to see how far she can go— how long it would take me to break her. “Mirabel,” I muttered, staring at the number. “I think we are going to go a long way together…Mira.” I turned to the floor and something caught my eyes— her pendant. Her pendant must have fallen off while we were kissing. I looked at it for a while before my eyes widened in alarm. It was Xena's pendant. What the hell was it doing with her?

he said "Thank you, it's so beautiful" I said "It's great that you liked it" he said I smiled at him and looked at the bracelet , it's so beautiful I don't want to take this off. He acted like the old Sylvester now and it gives me hope that he'll remember me anytime soon I just need to wait but not that long cause 2 months is approaching I need to do something that will make him remember me.

What if- "For the love of dicks and ice cream Bailey snap out of it!" Mira huffed in annoyance, her hands gripping my arm to shake me out of my caging thoughts. "I- I swallowed and looked down at my wrist. "I think I forgot it at home." Mirabella's brows furrowed in confusion before her eyes lit up in understanding. " Oh that, girl I thought you saw Medusa and got frozen into place." "Medusa Mira, really?" Katrina snorted, her eyes rolling.

What if- "For the love of dicks and ice cream Bailey snap out of it!" Mira huffed in annoyance, her hands gripping my arm to shake me out of my caging thoughts. "I- I swallowed and looked down at my wrist. "I think I forgot it at home." Mirabella's brows furrowed in confusion before her eyes lit up in understanding. " Oh that, girl I thought you saw Medusa and got frozen into place." "Medusa Mira, really?" Katrina snorted, her eyes rolling.

It was the first time since I'd known her that she'd spoken so cautiously. I played dumb, swirled my wine, and took a small sip. "What do you mean?" I blinked in mock confusion, my gaze settling on her fingertips, which were drained white from the tension. I smiled. "We're engaged, so of course we get along." Instead of easing up, Janet grew more nervous. She pursed her lips and looked down. "If, just if, one day you get your memory back and realize that I'm not the fiancee you remember, what would you do?"

I would just have to go out on faith. Bellamy brought me back to the suite here at the castle because we both wanted to sleep after all the crazy shit that went down. “Oh, no. The pack run. I can’t believe I forgot about it,” I said pulling the shoes off my tired feet. Bellamy chuckled and pulled my dress and bra off for me. “We had a lot going on, and your fathers postponed it until tomorrow night in celebration of Luca and Beatrice. He’s going to go insane. He really likes her.”

The mirror darkened, and the memory trembled as if caught in the grip of fate. Then, with a quiet intensity, Mirabella whispered, “Then let her hate me. But let her live.” In that fleeting moment, the mirror shattered. Autumn gasped, a wave of cold air crashing over her as she was cast back into reality, stumbling into the physical confines of her attic once more. The mirror was now a cracked mosaic, fissures splitting it into chaotic patterns, reflecting a kaleidoscope of her astonished features. The pendant had ceased its rhythmic pulse. Yet, as she looked down at her hand, it shone with a faint, silvery glow; a sigil marked her palm, a branding of destiny she had never encountered before.

It was a little pathetic if you asked me but it was what it was. I fell asleep happily not realizing how wrong things were about to go. Mirabel’s pov 6 years ago “Hey kiddo, what are you doing here?” Klein’s voice broke me from my thoughts. I glanced up at him and he was holding a plate that contained a piece of cake and a shot glass with tequila in it. “Just needed a bit of silence,” I said. “but it’s your birthday party.” He frowned, taking a seat beside me on the pool floor.

The silence was so loud I had to make sure the call hadn't dropped. "Antonia?" "I'm here," she said. "I'm just... processing." "Take your time. I've been processing since the lift." "Carmen." Her voice was very careful now. "Are you telling me that you went to that nightclub to seduce a fashion executive, accidentally slept with a footballer who happens to be your ex-boyfriend's biggest rival, and you're just now finding out?" "Yes." "And the plan? Mirabel's plan?" "Gone. Dead. The plan is finished."

“Brandon, where are you?! Don't you think you forgot something important? Answer! Today is Tábata's birthday, have you forgotten?” Brandon's expression changed with Crystal's words alone. How could he forget that day that was so important to them? The birth of Tábata, when did it happen? "What's wrong, Brandon?" Enrique asked when he saw the change in him. "I'm sorry, Enrique, I have to go." Brandon said, taking his jacket. A laugh was heard from him before he left. "Did you forget that Tábata had a birthday?” Annoyed and not exactly by Enrique's words but by the reason in them, Brandon looked at him.