Camila Page #5

if you were never in love?

Let's pray.

Come in.

Father Felix.

I'd like to confess.

- At this time?

- Please.

Camila...

I have a boyfriend.

I do! I have a boyfriend!

I have a boyfriend!

Jose Maria has declared his love.

They'll get married!

The one in the Restorer's Society?

I know he's not famous,

but he is distinguished!

And very rich.

Excuse me, Clarita.

I didn't mean to offend you.

- I hope you love him.

- Of course I love him.

- I'm marrying him.

- That's what's important.

Love each other very much.

Very, very much.

I'll only have these two empty beds.

Marry Ignacio.

What are you waiting for?

Someone else to get him?

You're so dumb, Camila.

You'll miss the best catch

in Buenos Aires.

I want something else, Clara.

I want someone different.

Someone...

...who I can feel proud of.

Yes.

Proud, someone I can...

Go out on the streets,

shout his name and say...

"This is my husband".

And shout it out loud!

What a dumb.

Father Ladislao...

Father Ladislao...

Yes, my child.

I hear you, Camila.

I'm dead in love, Father.

That's not a sin.

It's natural at your age.

I love him with all my heart.

I'd do anything for him.

You should think about

getting married then, child.

He can't be married.

And I'm not your child.

What are you saying, Camila?

Can't you see

who I'm talking about?

Why won't you understand?

Camila, I don't want to listen.

- Please, Father.

- This is the House of God.

Please.

- What's wrong, Rita?

- Mrs. Camila... grandma's dead.

My God, oh, my God...

Where's Father Gutierrez?

Wasn't he coming?

No, he's ill and has a fever.

Hail Mary, mother of God...

- Good morning, Father Felix.

- Good morning, my son.

Ladislao...

This letter was left for you

while you were at mass.

When I hear the bells ring

it's like you're speaking to me.

I wanted to know this place.

You're crazy, Camila.

Yes.

- What will I do with you?

- Whatever you want.

What will God do with us?

If you love me, I don't care.

I'm no good at secret love, Camila.

Me neither.

- This can only mean scandal.

- I'm not afraid of anything.

Please, leave.

At your command.

It's me again.

I needed to hear your voice.

My Camila.

I'm crazy.

I can't stop thinking about you.

I dream about you day and night.

I can't sleep.

Camila... I love you.

I'd spend my life

kneeling before you.

Didn't you take a nap, Camila.

I got you something.

What?

A gift.

So you'll always remember me.

Love me very much, mom.

Love me very much.

So you decided to come.

Take.

Let's have something fresh.

You must be thirsty.

Father, I have

something to tell you.

Say it.

Father...

What is it, son?

Why are you being so mysterious?

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