Billionaire, Let's Divorce!
Dad's voice roared through the phone, and before I could respond, he hung up.
I rolled my eyes in speechless frustration. Dad had always been adamant about me being with Mark, despite my repeated attempts at showing how much I hated it.
I pulled out my phone, opened the call log, and found my dad's number. With a firm press of my finger, I brought up the options menu and selected "Block Number." A confirmation message popped up, and I tapped "Confirm." The number disappeared from my contacts; outrightly banished from my phone.
I dropped the phone on the couch, sank down to the floor, my back against the soft cushions and rested my head tiredly on the arm of the couch.