Chapter 41: Sedona's Friends From Her Past
Sedona's POV
On a Thursday morning in the third week of aggressive treatment, when I had not yet gotten used to the side effects of being exposed to chemicals daily, I was lying in my hospital bed during an infusion when there was a knock on the door.
I was feeling particularly destroyed that day, and not in the mood to see anyone. The combination of both therapy and undergoing chemotherapy was doing something to me that felt less like fighting and more like being dismantled and hoping something better got assembled back together in the aftermath.
My mother had gone to get coffee, Cameron was on an urgent work call outside that he couldn't reschedule and I had told him to go because he had been hovering around, trying to make sure I was comfo
