“A flower blossoms for its own joy.”
― Oscar Wilde
Sienna POV (Playlist- Roots by Grace Davis)
I exhaled a blissful sigh of relief and peace as Raiden closed the door behind us after we stepped out onto the porch of Tommy’s house. We had just moved him back in and made sure he had everything he needed. It was so heart-warming to see him get excited about putting on his old slippers and diving into his arm-chair with the TV remote in hand. Raiden had surprised us both and decked his house out with all the latest gadgets and technology while we were sorting the loose ends at the hospital. To say my dad was happy with his new 75” TV that took up the entire wall of the living room was an understatement.
“Thank you,” I turned and wrapped my arms around Raiden’s neck as I stared up into h
