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I look at the my phone and watch as it rings for the 5th time today.
Its my father, and I'm still not in the mood to talk to him, which I'm fine with.
Not thinking about him had brought me peace but it looks like its not the same for my father.
I ignore the call and drink from my cup of coffee and turn my attention back to my book.
I'm sitting outside in the balcony. Today, I'm free.
Everyone is busy working and im not.
Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with the others but sometimes I need some alone time for myself.
I mean, with my father calling every 5 minutes-
It rings again and I groan.
I'm so close to throwing my phone out of the balcony.
The door suddenly knocks and I sigh before standing up.
Its probably Nio.
God, I can never be alone around here.
I swing the door open. "Don't you have your card-"
Winston and my dad are standing there.
"Oh." I whisper.
"Goodmorning, Miss Reid, your father wants to speak to you."
I sigh and nod. Dad walks in and Winston nods before walking away.
I slam the door shut and look at him.
"Are you crazy? You're calling me every minute and now you show up at my apartment?" I ask.
"Why aren't you answering my calls?" He asks.
I scoff. "Because I've got no interest talking to you."
"I'm your father, you answer when i call you."
I laugh. "Oh, Ronan, you've lost being called that a long time ago."
He glares at me. "I have no interest in talking to you, im just here for one thing."
"And I don't want to hear it, so please, the door is over there, get out." I say.
"I need you to leave Ezra." He says.
I freeze. "What?"
"Did you not hear me? Leave Ezra."
"Why would I do that? Can you please get out of here?" I ask.
"You don't want to know what happens if you don't."
"Oh please, enlighten me." I mutter.
"I'm pulling your mother out of life support. I've got control of that and she could easily die with a snap of my fingers."
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