Chapter 19 - The Toast
Inside the warm, softly lit dining room of Sienna’s loft, glasses clinked softly together in a quiet celebration of resilience. Sarah Holloway and a small circle of trusted friends sat around the reclaimed oak table, sharing stories, laughter, and a meal made with care. There was no pretense in the room, only genuine warmth and mutual respect. As the candlelight flickered against the pale walls, Sienna raised her glass, looking around at the people who had helped her weather the storm, knowing that this table—unlike the one at Le Jardin—was built on truth.
