Bryce's POV
The ringing sound of my phone makes me twirl around and stride to the nightstand to take a hold of it. It is the father.
I pick up and glue the phone to my ears as I button up my shirt.
"Bryce, are you coming?" His voice booms into the phone, despite the loud noise from the background. I wonder if he is already at the party.
"Of course, dad", I utter.
"Great. Are you coming with Ariel?" He asks me and I roll my eyes.
"No, dad. She is not coming with me."
"Why?" He demands as I hear my stepmother's voice telling me to come with her.
"Ariel and I are no longer together, dad", I remind him. We haven't talked since the other day I went to the house for dinner. I don't know if he believes me or Ariel.
"I thought you guys have resolved it already", he say
