And he screamed.
"The first what?"
"I am showing you what you have forgotten," I said. "The curse does not forbid you from loving. It forbids you from remembering that you were once human. Look at yourself, Sebastián. Not at Isabella. Not at me. At you ." La Maldicion Del Amor Verdadero
"What are you doing?" he asked, alarmed. And he screamed
And when his tears touched the floor, the mirror cracked. The portrait in the crypt turned to dust. The chains of la maldición del amor verdadero shattered, not because I stopped loving him, but because I loved him enough to show him the truth. It forbids you from remembering that you were once human
He did not become mortal. He did not become a ghost. He became something else: free .
The curse of true love has a loophole. It is written in no grimoire, whispered in no coven. I discovered it in the one place Sebastián never looked: his own eyes.