The past few days seemed to pass in a blur. Daisy did not know why she felt that way but she had a feeling that it must be because everything was going good.
Her parents were happy in their life and on a recent call with her father, he revealed that her mother's treatment was going well. After recovering her memories, she was still detached with her therapists and refused to talk to them about her encounter and experience that night but gradually, she was opening up, not just to the therapists but also to her father. They were content, living their own little world.
In all this time they have been talking, Daisy had never been questioned about the company's situation by her father and it took her some time to realize that it was not that he did not care about the company but he simply had handed it over to her. Permanently. Without any worries.
