Saffron PoV
I snuck glances at my wife as she started to put some of the beads on the string. Her choice of beads appeared to be mindful, unlike mine. I just grabbed a bunch of purple ones as they were closest to me. She on the other hand had a design in mind.
Her smiled as she worked was breathtaking.
"Hmm? Everything alright, Saf?" Rose asked, glancing at me.
I blushed as she used my nickname again. Quickly, I turned back to my own work. "No. I was just seeing how it's coming along for you."
She giggled. "It's coming along well." Her eyes went to my pile of monotonous looking dreamcatchers. "Although, I feel slow when compared to you."
I shrugged. "They're all the same, though."
"Yeah, they look super boring!" Gael said as he made one with blue and silver beads. He chuckled as he worked, clearly enjoying it. Gael was a craftsman at heart, be it string, wood, or metal.
