Owen’s POV
The sound of a ringing tone interrupted us and I stood up to pick up the phone. My heart skipped a beat when I saw our father calling, and I knew there was nothing good that was going to come from it. He shouldn’t have called now, he shouldn’t have called at all because I know this call will definitely end up ruining our mood.
I turned to look at the boys and told them that our father was the one calling, I saw the fright written in their eyes before they stood up, and we excused ourselves from Brielle and Laura.
“Why is he calling us?” Liam whispered, fear lacing his voice, I saw Liam’s hands shivering and mine wasn’t any better. My heart beat wildly, almost jumping out of my rib cage.
“You should know by now, pick the call, Owen,” Finn said and I nodded, picking up the ca
