I want everything to be fine. My relationship between the brothers is good because I can feel the wall between the two of them. They cold with each other. I feel I need to fix them both.
Yesterday I saw Catalena, Zeke's fiancee, coming home.
Manuel and I were eating but the chair made a noise and Ezekiel sat in front of Manuel and us. Manuel didn't even look at him, neither did Ezekiel. The maid immediately served for Ezekiel.
"Where is Don Juanito Zeke?" I asked him. Manuel also stopped eating.
"In the hacienda."
"Uh is that so."
Manuel squeezed my hand. I frowned but I knew that he was jealous that I was talking to his brother. And this is what I don't like.
"What?" I whispered.
"Eat." Manuel said firmly.
I rolled my eyes.
The day passed with the same scen
