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The long mahogany table was set with red festive linens, sparkling crystal, and a centerpiece of holly and berries. In the corner, a smaller Christmas tree stood with delicate glass ornaments hanging on its branches.
“Here’s the kitchen. You can have anything you want here. Don’t be shy. I just ask that you don’t drink alcohol because of your age.”
Baran nodded. “Thank you.”
The kitchen’s state-of-the-art appliances and granite countertops were spotless. Branches of evergreen and strings of lights framed the windows, and a gingerbread house sat on the island.
Darien poured water into a glass and handed him two Tylenol from the kitchen cabinet.
“Thanks.”
“Let me take you upstairs to your room, then I need to return to work. Miss Charlotte went shopping and she’ll be back within an hour. If you need anything, ask her. We’ll talk. Don’t worry about your clothes. If I can’t get your suitcase, I’ll replace your things. Okay?”
Baran nodded again.
He walked Baran up the winding stairs decorated with holiday lights and garland. The bedrooms continued the holiday theme.
“This is my room. You can visit anytime. Just please knock.”
Darien’s master suite featured a tastefully decorated tree by the window and a cozy nook with plush blankets and pillows, perfect for wrapping presents. The other rooms were equally festive, each with its own unique decorations and twinkling lights.
The guest room where Baran would stay was a haven of comfort and holiday spirit. The room featured a queen-sizedbed with a tufted headboard, and was dressed in soft, luxurious linens. A small Christmas tree stood in the corner, its gentle glow adding warmth to the room. The large window overlooked the garden below. A writing desk and a comfortable armchair sat nearby. The room was tastefully decorated with blue tones and gentle lighting, creating a serene atmosphere.
“Here’s your room with your own bathroom. Just wait here for a minute. I’ll get you fresh clothes and pajamas for tonight. They will be big but clean.”
Darien returned with clothes for Baran and set them on a chair.
“Can I take a shower?”
“Of course you can.”
“Thanks.”
His home was filled with Christmas cheer, a sanctuary where he could extend warmth and support to those in need. And tonight, it was the perfect refuge for Baran, a safe space where he could heal amidst the magic of the holiday season.
“I’ll be back as soon as I handle some issues at the shelter. Try to relax. Remember, Miss Charlotte will be coming.” He leaned over and kissed Baran on his cheek.
“Thanks for everything.”
Darien stood outside Hawk’s room, steading himself for the confrontation that was about to unfold. He took a deep breath, reminding himself of his duty to protect everyone at Rainbow Haven. Knocking sharply, he entered the room, finding Hawklounging on his bed with a smug expression…and Baran’s suitcase.
“Hawk, we need to talk,” Darien began, his tone steady but firm.
Hawk looked up, a sneer curling his lips. “What’s this about?”
“You know exactly what this is about,” Darien replied, stepping closer. “You attacked Baran and stole his suitcase. That behavior is completely unacceptable.”
Hawk shrugged, his eyes narrowing. “So, what if I did? He doesn’t belong here.”
Darien’s anger flared, but he kept his voice controlled. “And there is absolutely no room for prejudice in this shelter. We’re here to support each other, not tear each other down.”
Hawk stood up, facing Darien with defiance. “I don’t trust him. I don’t trust anyone like him.”
“That’s your prejudice talking,” Darien retorted. “Baran has just as much right to be here as anyone else. Your actions aren’t only harmful but also go against everything we stand for at Rainbow Haven.”
The room was filled with tension as they squared off. Hawk’s defenses were up, and he hurled accusations and insults, each one only solidifying Darien’s decision.
Darien took a deep breath, his voice calm but determined. “I’m sorry, Hawk, but I can’t allow this behavior to continue. You need to leave this shelter. We have no place for violence and hate here.”
