ââ worried about little oh me, werenât you? how thoughtful. ââ dark hues bounced with the smallest hint of amusement; almost a near twinkle. lips pursed into a devilish grin before turning a heel, brows furrowing while making eye-contact while passing by. ââ now - â the petrova doppelgänger paused in her tracks while looking towards a nearby bystander,  ââ normally the intense glaring would be appreciated. ââ she began, barely recognizing the person to whom she spoke, ââ but today is not one of those charming days.  ââ















