Disobedience.

“Here's your food uncle.” Eleonora smiled sweetly, setting down the tray of food in front of Pablo DeLuna who was equally smiling at her.

He was an old man in his late sixties, a wise man who the clan looks up to. Being Leo's only surviving uncle and Frederico's father, he was highly respected and valued in the clan.

“Your medicine is ready too. When you're done eating, I'll give it to you.” She added and he nodded his head.

“Thank you.”

“Do you need anything else?”

“I don't. But my dear, there is something awfully familiar about you.” Pablo said, squinting his eyes as he stared at Eleonora. Her eyes wandered nervously.

“I.. I don't think we've met anywhere else besides here. You must have me mistaken with somebody else. Could be a doppelganger.” She giggled nervously, tucking a lose strand of hair behind her ear.

“Could be,” Pablo nodded, sipping his coffee.

“If you don't need anything else, I'll be on my way now.” Eleonora bowed before trotting off.

Pablo couldn't help but stare