Ethan
The warm festive feel of the season was all around our home. Daisy and I worked on decorating our 7-foot tree that stood in the corner of our living room beside our favorite yellow wing-back chair with gold, white and silver ornaments. She also made wreaths to hang on the doors and tabletops.
It was Christmas Eve and I was in the process of changing into a fourth shirt while still deciding what to wear for dinner with Daisy's family.
Her sister Chelsea arrived about three weeks ago with her fiancé and had since reacquainted her closeness with Daisy, reconnected with their eldest sister Nadia and contacted their mom.
Daisy had so far only met with her sisters. She was still hurt from her mom's past decision to side with her manipulative stepfather.
Through her sisters' prodding,
