May 3, 2019
“I’ve made many mistakes in my life, but THAT wasn’t one of them.”
“Hm.” Allyria muttered as she quickly pushed the needle through the fabric while being mindful not to puncture Sameera’s skin. Despite the fact that Allyria’s delicate hands had been meticulous in repairing the dress, she took a second to rub her thumb against Sameera’s skin, almost as if she had poked it with the needle. Puzzled by her actions, Allyria refocused her attention and went back to the repairs. “So,” she said, wondering if Sameera had noticed the modest caress. “If you don’t consider damaging your gown a mistake while dancing, you must love dancing far more than you love your dresses.”