Chapter 133: Settling In
Sedona's POV
My mother told me about the party on a Thursday.
The party was Saturday.
"It's just a small gathering," she said, in the tone that clearly said this was a done deal. Not up for discussion and she was merely informing me to be aware.. "Family. Close friends. Just people who have been—who have been part of this."
"How many people?" I asked, already dreading the answer.
"A manageable number." She said, not giving me a specific answer, knowing how I would react to this.
"Mom." I called out, half frustrated and exasperated.
"It's not important to focus on the number Sedona. The important thing is that you're home and you're well and the people who love you deserve the chance to—"
"How many people?"
She arranged her expression into the look she use
