Chapter 75:

RYAN

I was slowly losing it.

I could feel my nerves growing from just staring at his name boldly written at the top of the screen. It made me so uncomfortable, the rage becoming so strong that my hands shivered.

“Why the hell am I nervous!” I said to myself feeling a bit pissed.

My eyes narrowed down to the huge clock in the living room, as I contemplated whether or not to place a call to him.

Peter and his mother happened to be the only reason I’d be doing this. Calling and asking for a favor from my dad, something I hadn't done in a long time.

I gulped nervously, still staring at the screen and then I clicked on the red button as I heard the line beep a couple of times.

“Hello, Son!” He said on the other end of the call.

“Hello…Dad” I responded. And then I went silent immediately.

“Well, this is strange!” He added.

He was always elated each time on the phone with me, I could practically feel the longing urge of a father wanting to converse more with his son from his tone. And on mos