TAYLOR
My previous words seemed to have had an effect on Vladimir, for he granted my request for my own room. In the weeks that followed our last conversation, we hadn't found the opportunity to discuss the events that had transpired between us. Although it was clear that our divorce had not been finalized, the reasons behind Vladimir's actions remained elusive.
I couldn't discern whether Vladimir was deliberately avoiding me, or if it was merely coincidental that our paths seldom crossed. We rarely shared meals together, and more often than not, he returned to the palace late in the evening, presumably after fulfilling his duties in his office. Faced with this ambiguity, I decided to put my plans on hold, hoping that Vladimir would eventually find the courage to open up to me.
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