Chapter 58: Amendment
ARIEL'S POV
I sat with Ravenna on the porch, working on her butterfly top. Snow was curled on her lap, nipping playfully at the fingers she kept teasing near her mouth.
I hadn’t gotten anywhere with the cloth yet, but Ravenna wouldn’t stop fawning over it. She kept saying how much she already loved it, especially the yellow color she chose. I honestly didn’t understand what she loved about it. It didn’t even resemble a top yet.
Still, I was glad my fingers remembered how to crochet. They just needed a little more practice to steady again. It had been a long time since I did it. A part of me had hoped I could finally make something meaningful with it, now that Rhyder wasn’t around to stop me. I wanted something of my own, especially since Viktor had relieved me of
