Wallflower
Dolores Madrigal is many things. Overlooked. Lonely. Astute and intelligent. She loves the sound of raindrops falling onto the windows and dripping on the rooftops - it brings her peace when she feels like she can’t do it anymore.
But if you asked her family they would say she is terrible at keeping a secret.
Secrets don’t exist for Dolores - she knows everything no matter if she likes it or no.
She is a wallflower - quiet and observant. But when you know everything about everyone it becomes difficult to keep all of it bottled away. It tends to spill out uncontrollably, randomly in sporadic bursts - words just form themselves on Dolores’ mouth at the dinner table and she can’t do anything about it.
Señora Natália was arguing with her husband earlier today. She said she wanted a divorce. Oh and Juana is pregnant. She is only 15. Her mamá went crazy
Dolores doesn’t know why she does it. A pathetic effort to be seen, perhaps. Pepa gasps and leaning towards her hija she asks her to tell more. To her disappointment Abuela cuts it off
I was speaking to Señora Guzman today. Isabela do you know she has a son your age?
Dolores can feel her heart starting to beat faster. Mariano Guzmán. The boy she thinks of at nights, before falling asleep, the boy she -
Yes I think I’ve met him before in the town. He seemed adorable Isabela’s sweet voice snaps Dolores out of her thoughts
Isabela Madrigal. Her older prima and the oldest Madrigal grandchild. Perfection in every sense of this word. At least this is what the family and Encanto thinks. Dolores feels washed up and dull living in her shadow. Her whole life she has been trying to be useful somehow - like Luisa or Julieta. Even Camilo’s gift is more impressive than hers. She doesn’t understand the point of it. What good hearing the whole town does? For the understanding of our Encanto and its people Abuela says. But Dolores hates her gift. Not only because of the constant and unstoppable noise - she got used to that but because of the fact that people don’t trust her. They are scared she will tell everyone about their deepest secrets. She knows it because she hears them saying it. She sees how they react when she enters a room or when she walks down the streets of Encanto. She somehow finds it funny because no matter how quiet their voices are she still hears them. She hears everything. And she just wishes people knew she doesn’t spill everything
Abuela Alma crying in her room at nights
Isabela’s preference for girls and her affection to Dina - the lovely girl from town, daughter of the Encanto carpenter
And her tío Bruno never leaving the Encanto and finding his hideout in the walls of Casita
Dolores takes solace in the fact that they’re wrong about her. It always could be worse she thinks. She could have no gift at all like poor Mirabel
Note: I was thinking about Dolores and I thought maybe I could write it down so I did. This is the first time I’ve ever done something like that. English is not my first language and I apologise for any mistakes
