The letter was not for Finch , Freya , or Felix .

for Fever —her mother called that night, voice hoarse, burning up.

Delighted, she tried another. Her rival at work, a woman named Freya who had stolen her promotion. Elara sewed a second on the cloth. For Freya.

"One more," she whispered. "For the man who broke my heart." His name was Felix. She stitched a third , deep and jagged. For Felix.