CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SEVEN: PEACE

Dr. Talia’s home was a sanctuary of peace and tranquility, nestled amidst the lush greenery of the countryside. As Tiana stepped inside, she was greeted by the gentle rustle of leaves and the sweet scent of flowers in bloom, a welcome respite from the sterile confines of the rehab center. ”Make yourself at home, Tiana,” Dr. Talia said, gesturing towards the cozy living room with a warm smile. “You’re safe here.” And safe she felt, surrounded by the warmth and comfort of Dr. Talia’s home. Over the coming days, Tiana found herself embracing the simple pleasures of everyday life, from leisurely walks in the garden to quiet evenings spent curled up with a book by the fire. But perhaps the greatest gift of all was the sense of belonging that filled Tiana’s heart. For in Dr. Talia’s home, she found a family unlike any she had ever known, a family bound not by blood, but by love and understanding. And as the days turned into weeks, Tiana’s recovery continued unabated, her spirit buoyed