After a few months of being with Vladimir, you started to notice something. Every time you gazed at his eyes for more than a few seconds, admiring the two different colors, he would look away. Not only would he look away, he would start to go quiet and just odd-acting. All you wanted to do was admire the gorgeous blue and green colors of his eyes, but he’d never seem to let you. Today, while trying again, he did the same thing. He looked away insecurely.

“Stop that.”