Maxine Martin’s POV
I was momentarily frozen in shock. My hands were trembling from what I read. Once I regained my composure, I immediately dialed Enzo's number. The call just rang and rang until it eventually stopped without him picking up. I tried calling him again, but there was still no answer.
Frustrated, I flung my cellphone onto the bed. I didn't think I threw it that hard, but it slid off the bed and hit the floor. I rushed to check it. Fortunately, the screen didn't break. I tried turning it on, and thankfully, it powered up.
"Sh*t!" I cursed under my breath, overwhelmed by stress.
It seemed like this night wouldn't end without me feeling utterly depressed. I rubbed my face in exasperation.
No! My boyfriend wouldn't cheat on me. I desperately tried to convince myself. Maybe
