Mariela's POV
Archer was right, I love his aunt right away, and I have liked Kent ever since Archer introduced me to him at Nagazville. I enjoyed my meal with them, and I no longer felt worried about anything; most of all, I could see how aunt Tamara wanted me to be their guest. And every time I look at her, I remember Archer's mom because I couldn't tell the difference between them.
They have the same face, their eyes have the same color, and they both have similar noses and lips, and even their voice and mannerism are indistinguishable. I couldn't stop looking at Tamara's face, but the big difference is I was looking at her aunt's beautiful face without fear, and she made me feel comfortable, and I loved talking with her.