Ariella’s POV
Kora’s eyes went huge, like I’d just sprouted wings. She scrambled up from the floor, brushing her knees, and her hands flew into perfect, fluid sign language before I could even blink.
“You’re… it's a miracle. You're really a miracle, miss. How do you feel?”
I grinned wider and signed back, slow so she could follow. ‘Better than I have any right to. All thanks to you.’
She blushed, actually blushed, and waved it off. “I didn’t do much. You… you scared me half to death when you sat up like that. I thought Mr William was going to barge back in and catch us red-handed.”
I looked at her with so much sincere intrigue. ‘When did you learn how to sign?’ I signed, my hand movements smoothly conveying my curiosity.
She glanced at the door one more time, like it might bite her,
