Trying to fix it

Gavriel's POV 

"The number you're trying to call is not reachable at the moment,"

"Shit!" I hissed, dragging my fingers through my hair. 

The gig was up. Everything was up.  

This was not how I had intended for Caldwell to find out about us. I could still remember his yells over the phone. He was furious. The jovial, jolly man in our group of friends was angry and while I had always known that day would come, I hadn't expected to be the recipient of his anger.  

I dialed Camille's number again, pacing around my study. My fingers tightened around the thick strands of hair, threatening to pull them out.  

I had to fix this.  

But I didn't know how to.  

I could fix anything else, everything else. But Caldwell's anger was justified and did not need any fixing. I was dating his daughter. I