Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen: The Family Meeting

Trevor I deliberately arrived at the ceremony later than the actual time it started. The party needed to be in full swing before my arrival then I would just mingle with the crowd, get captured in a few shots for the press, and be on my way. "Trevor," my dad called my name as he approached me. He looked as if he had grown ten times his age. He had stubbles along his jaw line, which was surprising as Dad loved a clean appearance. He looked dressed to the nines but all that looked good about him was his clothes. His eyes were bloodshot as if he had drunk all night or had stayed awake through several nights. And he looked more lean. "Dad," I greeted him back, feeling concerned. "Are you sure you're okay? You don't look good." "But I've been getting a lot of compliments today." "On your outfit." "Correct." Dad tweaked a finger in my direction. "Come on. Let me take you to meet the others. Landon is around the corner with Celine." Dad was chatty over our walk. "It's been like for