SIENNA’S POV

The warm glow of the gallery show, that deep sense of having finally found my voice, still hummed inside me. But as soon as the last painting was sold and the crowds had gone home, my mind turned immediately to the true masterpieces in my life: Zoe and Leo.

My art might be thriving, finding new exciting paths, but the real, deepest healing, I knew, was happening right here at home, within our small, precious family.

That tiny nod from Zoe at the exhibition, the brief, proud ...