Amethyst’s POV
I glanced over at Ara, who was standing silently by the door, and chose not to say anything at that moment.
I could sense that something was weighing heavily on her mind, but she seemed unwilling to share whatever it was with me.
I didn't want to pressure her into speaking about it, but I was increasingly worried about her well-being.
I longed to understand what her struggle was, so that I could offer her my support.
After all, how could I assist her if she wasn't willing to confide in me about what was troubling her?
With a heavy sigh, I made my way over to Ara, who was quietly watching Amber sleep peacefully.
Leaning down slightly, I pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head.
"You know that I'll always be here for you, right?" I reminded her softly.
Ara looked
