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Congratulations, Senator.

You're her grandfather.

I want to see him. To see her.

She's a little girl.

Against all odds, my arrival brought a new balance to the family.

I lived my first seven years in complete freedom, in that immense carnival that

the big house on the corner had become.

My grandmother Clara was the engine that powered that magical universe, full of

humans who sought spiritual answers.

My grandfather could never belong to that world.

I was only able to understand why many years later.

Grandpa?

My prince, I finally found you.

Grandma doesn't like you poking around this part of the house.

What if we don't tell her about it?

My mom didn't talk about the past, let alone about my father.

She kept herself busy organizing the house and creating her invented animals.

Unknowingly, she was shaping in clay what Rosa embroidered with threads on

tablecloth.

The presence of the earth by its very nature is alive.

Poet, could I change the word presence for fragrance?

The most potent fragrance is the onion, my dear. Where is Clara? She knows all

the answers.

Fragrance. Clara.

Do you remember the name of that star?

That's not a star.

It's Venus.

Very good.

Can you remember the name of those three there?

Las Tres Marias, like our farm.

What are you thinking of, my love?

About my dad.

Sometimes I dream that he didn't pass away in the desert and that he comes to

visit me.

You know what?

I really think that truly desiring a thing in your heart can make it happen.

I love you.

At that moment, I had no way of knowing that one of my grandmother's last wishes

in life would be for me to meet my real father who hadn't actually died.

Together we go.

Come on!

My grandfather always told me that a song can also be a weapon in this fight.

I held my guitar, tired of injustices in the land, so... You could say it's

cowardly here that it makes my life comfortable, and you're right.

Now, if you don't mind, my next song will be about love.

Duty alone cannot sustain a man.

For you all.

The moon in the distance,

rising in her sweet dwelling.

Won my heart with her brightness, I got lost in her radiance, casting light on

the flowers.

The world filled with kindness,

and a man of refinement.

It's the time and it's the song and it's brightness.

I love you.

Pleasure, comrade.

Cheers,

comrade. Thank you. Thank you.

Cheers. Cheers.

My love.

Oh, she's doing great. I feel so good to let it out.

Of all the practices into channeling, I'll admit I like this one the most.

Grandma,

are you okay? Of course, ma 'am. I'm fine.

No, it's over. It's over. The past doesn't exist.

It doesn't exist?

Yes, time is a fiction, little one. What Nora is trying to say is that neither

past events nor the future exist. If you think about it, all that exists is the

now. Imagine everything unfolding at the same time, allowing us to intervene in

our own path to create the future we dream of. I mean, for example, going to

kitchen to find something yummy to eat.

That's a good idea.

So much energetic exercise made me hungry. Oh, me too, my dear.

And you?

Mm -hmm. Let's go.

Mm -hmm.

Mom, please stop inviting people to stay here.

I can't manage everything that needs to be done in this house anymore.

Did you see Pedro?

Hiding things won't do you any good, you know.

And being angry at your dad forever won't either.

Why are you telling me this?

I want you to be happy, my love.

Grandma!

What did you say to her that made her tell me not to wear a watch?

If we don't measure time... How can we celebrate your birthday?

We'll celebrate it anyway.

Yes. Tell your grandfather he can stay if he promises not to be annoying.

Grandma says you can stay. Yes, yes, yes. I already heard. Thank you,

This little messenger dove has to go to sleep.

Hello? No.

How are you?

Uncle! Welcome home. Hey, hello, sweetie.

Everything okay?

I think it's been a long time since we've been together.

Today we'll eat as a family.

Ferula passed away.

Everyone, even those who stayed away from magic, were able to see Ferula.

Forgive me, Clara, for not bringing you sooner, but she made me promise that her

whereabouts would be under the seal of confession.

This way, please.

I can't believe it. I visited her two weeks ago.

And where was the money I sent her all these years?

What are you suggesting, Esteban?

Sorry for your loss.

She liked to wear dresses like that and put on wigs, but she didn't harm anyone.

She prayed every day for the salvation of sinners.

I don't understand how she could live like this.

She lacked nothing to live comfortably.

Do you know who helps me run the household?

Blanca.

I feel as if the light went out in her.

But she discovered her talent for ceramics.

Jaime works at a public hospital, and he'll be a doctor soon.

And you know what?

I like being a grandmother.

That'd be the star her brilliance will help her do things you can't even dream

of.

She tells me that the hydrangeas we planted back then always bloom

I never went back to last, but it's funny.

Every time I see hydrangeas, I think of you.

I think of you always, Arjuna.

The day you went away, nobody...

Or loved me as much.

They'll be together soon.

May you be cursed, Esteban.

I hope your soul and your body should be loved.

May you meet your end alone and broken.

Are you feeling well?

We're meeting at the club.

no thank you my family is waiting at home

Ferula's visit had been for my grandmother a confirmation of her

Although it was known only to her.

So she began in secret to put her affairs in order.

Without any of us noticing.

What are you doing there?

I'm in my hideout.

Your hideout is really nice.

Oh, I forgot you were still here, Mommy.

Look, I want to show you this.

Here.

In this beautiful, lovely trunk.

Your mother loved playing hide -and -seek with me when she was little.

And someday it will be yours.

Pass me the diaries, my love.

What we have to do now is climb onto the roof and leave it there.

Why, Grandma?

To make sure it's safe.

I've never received an order this large.

That's wonderful, Miss Blanca.

Pass me the paper, please.

It's very strange they didn't give you a name.

I think it's best if I deliver these pieces myself.

Sure, but aren't you giving the class today?

I'll do it tomorrow.

Are you sure this is the address?

Yes, I am, Miss.

Here.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

Which one's 1641?

That one over there.

Is this a joke to you?

No.

Please, come in.

Go ahead.

Can I see them?

You still have to pay, you know.

That stupid one.

You want tea? The water's ready.

You take it with honey, right?

talking to a ghost of some kind.

Are you still together with that count?

I was told that my dad had murdered you.

It doesn't matter because too much time has passed and I'm no longer the woman I

used to be.

Blanca, you're still the same person to me.

You were dead, Pedro.

From that day on, my mom went out more often to visit the Contreras family.

She said she was going to visit some distant cousins.

And she would come back the next day with a smile I've rarely ever seen.

What are you doing? It's really late. I want to donate some things.

Have you seen Pedro?

What a relief, sweetie.

You two deserve to be happy together.

But how?

It's not like we can turn back time.

You don't have to do that. You move forward, honey.

Alba deserves it, too.

Think about it.

She must get to know her dad.

It may be that it'll be a part of her life in some way.

I almost forgot.

Here.

Perhaps someday it'll be useful for more than just dressing up.

Why give me these now?

Because they were never for me.

They'll give you some independence.

Let me help. Yeah, thank you.

Will you take her to see Pedro?

Are they good?

Give me one. No.

You're going to meet someone famous today. Are you serious?

You remember the singer we heard on the radio?

Is that him?

Yes.

Alba, let me introduce you to Pedro Garcia.

Hi.

Are you my mom's boyfriend?

Alba.

What's wrong?

Nice to meet you, Miss Alba.

Do you play guitar with two fingers?

No.

With all seven.

When there's something you love, you should never quit.

Don't forget that.

Mom, please, can I get one?

Pedro, I... Don't say anything.

Let's enjoy this moment, all right?

That was the first time I saw kids of true love.

Because there weren't people in love around me.

What I didn't understand back then was that out of fear of my grandfather, my

mom had to keep her relationship secret.

Mom what's wrong?

Mom let me examine you please

Please sit down

Try to breathe deeply through your mouth.

Let's go to the hospital.

You need oxygen.

No, I don't want to go.

Mom, what are you saying?

That you won't be able to heal my body then.

It's my soul that's ready to go.

Mom, let's go to the hospital.

Jaime.

Promise me you'll take care of yourself with the very same dedication that you

showed everyone else.

Life can get very hard if you don't open up and trust in others.

You can't do it alone.

Hmm?

Or do you think goodbye now?

My uncle Jaime tried explaining to us that my grandmother was ready to die,

that science could no longer do anything about it.

I had never seen my grandfather so devastated.

For the first time, his rage couldn't distract him from his pain.

happens.

We promised we wouldn't cry.

Easy for you to say when you're the one cutting your journey short.

I said it as soon as you're able, Clara.

And don't forget the details, please, so you can tell us everything.

I can't say clearly how much time passed.

The minutes seemed eternal.

But the days were far too short to say goodbye.

Here comes my birthday girl.

Did I tell you the stars align to bestow you with gifts?

Many times.

Death is not something to be afraid of.

It's no different than birth.

Besides, if I can communicate from the afterlife, of course I'm going

to come visit my granddaughter.

But do you promise?

I promise.

It's Alba's birthday.

A day to celebrate.

Angelito, canta como estas En la

tierra que dejaste atras Mira el suelo

y cuenta lo demas

Angelito,

Angelito

My grandmother asked to be buried next to her mother's head.

That's how I found out what was inside the leather hotbox that I had used so

many times to build my hideouts.

Many years later, I learned that the man was a gentle gaze with Pedro Segundo

Garcia, my paternal grandfather.

My mom fulfilled my grandmother's wish to bring me closer to Pedro Tercero, but

for a long time, she didn't dare tell me the whole truth.

To keep her memory as intact as possible.

My grandfather didn't want anyone else to enter her room.

But he couldn't stop my grandmother's death from completely disrupting life in

the big house on the corner.

Alba.

Come.

With her passing, the spirits left.

The guests left.

And so did that radiant joy that always accompanied us.

I wasn't able to live in the now like the Mordeth sisters had taught me.

Because without her, my present was tinted with sadness.

If you're looking for Doña Clara, I'm afraid you're late, sir.

No, no.

Is the patron here?

Is that her trueva?

And who are you?

A tenant from Las Tres Marias.

Come in.

You can follow me.

But please don't touch anything.

Hello.

Hello.

What's your name?

Esteban Garcia.

And yours?

My name is Alba Troiba.

Alba? Yes.

Alba Troiba.

Remember that.

Of course I will.

That lovely little dress you're wearing.

My grandfather gave it to me. Yeah, obviously.

Of course, you spend summers in Las Tres Marias, don't you?

The matters of my tenants are handled by the estate's administrator.

Who are you?

Esteban Garcia.

Don't you remember me?

No.

What do you want?

I want to work for the police.

I thought you could help me get into the academy.

I assisted you years ago.

for a man.

Ring a bell.

Alba, go play, honey.

I'll write you your recommendation letter.

Get in touch with Commander Hurtado.

Tell him I sent you.

Anything else?

Grandma?

Are you here?

You promised you would be.

I thought that would be the last time I'd see Esteban Garcia.

But I couldn't guess in that moment that that man would not stop until he had me

in his hands again.