Amethyst’s POV
I glanced down at my sketchbook, tapping my forehead thoughtfully with the end of my pencil. Ideas swirled in my mind, but I couldn’t seem to seize any of them.
More ideas.
More life.
I needed more.
But how was I supposed to find inspiration?
With a deep sigh, I diverted my gaze toward the picture frame resting on my table. Inside the frame was a cherished photograph of Ara, Amber, Ady, Celine, Devon, and me, all smiling together during the unforgettable camping trip we took for Devon's birthday. It had been a truly fantastic and memorable experience.
Speaking of my sister, Ara had returned home just yesterday. Now Amber was in Ara's care, taking advantage of her free time. Typically, when Ara has work commitments, I bring Amber along to my office. However, during Ara
