Chapter 167: Restraining Order
Sedona's POV
"Of course you did," Cameron said, his tone sounding both complicated and exasperated about it, but not saying anything further at the moment.
My father had been quiet through this exchange, listening. Now he said: "What do you need from us, Sedona? Specifically."
I looked at him.
"The attorney meeting next week," I said. "I'd like someone to come with me. Not to speak for me—I'm doing this myself. But to—" I stopped. "It would help to not go alone."
"I'll come," my mother said immediately, volunteering herself for the job, already mentally rescheduling her engagements.
"I'll come too," my father said.
"I'll be there," Cameron said, which was three people for a legal consultation which seemed far too crowded but I wasn't going to argue ab
