Driven Point of View
After a long, exhausting day at work, Driven couldn't wait to get home. Working on the new project was draining—it was proving to be much harder than it looked. But the moment he stepped inside the house, he was greeted by the warm, comforting aroma of a home-cooked meal wafting from the kitchen. Then, Michaela’s laughter echoed through the air as he heard her call out, “Daddy is home!”
Hearing his little one call out to him made his heart swell.
He stepped forward and looked up to see his little daughter running toward him, wearing her pink unicorn pajamas. It felt as though all the stress of the day was melting right off his shoulders.
A smile curled onto his lips. He knelt down and held his arms open as she ran up to him. Driven folded his arms around his daug
