VLADIMIR
"Will you stop staring at me? You're creeping me out," she complained as she continued to paddle the small boat to the deeper part of the ocean. I can't help but look at her face, still figuring out whether she just bore an uncanny resemblance to my wife or if it is her but she doesn't remember anything.
"I'm sorry," I quickly apologized as I tried to shift my eyes away from her.
"Instead of staring at me, you should focus on paddling. It might be dark already before we reach the deeper part of the ocean. Do you even know how to ride this thing?" She continues to complain.
Aside from her face, she was the complete opposite of Taylor. She lacks the proper composure of a queen. Even the way she speaks is totally different from how Taylor used to talk. She's tactless, loud, and h
