Chapter 199- The Call
TYLER'S POV
"Tell him I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone," I said quickly, trying to escape the moment.
My voice was flat. I didn't even look at Logan when I said it. I just wanted to avoid everything—especially that call. I wasn't ready. Not mentally. Not emotionally. I wasn't ready to hear whatever my dad wanted to say.
But Logan wasn't letting me off that easily.
"And what's stopping you from telling him that yourself?" he said, his tone calm but firm. "If you really don't want to talk to him, then tell him. Here's the phone."
He extended the phone toward me.
I stared at it like it was a loaded gun.
Now I had no excuse.
I was trapped.
I knew my dad—Declan—well enough to know that he wasn't just calling to say "hi." He'd want answers. He'd have advice. Maybe even judgment.
And I wasn't sure I was ready for any of that.
Still, I didn't argue.
What was the point?
I just sighed, stretched out my hand, and took the phone from Logan.