At Rest

Sienna's POV

The garden smells like fresh grass and warm earth. Sunlight filters through the trees in soft patches, turning the air golden. Lia runs barefoot across the lawn, her small dress fluttering around her legs as she laughs at something only she understands.

“Mama, look,” she calls, crouching beside a cluster of flowers. “They’re pink today.”

“They were pink yesterday too,” I tell her, smi