Annie's POV
I left Enzo in the restroom; I felt horrible for scratching him and hoped it healed rapidly. Strolling once again into the room, I shut the washroom door behind me. Advancing back to the bed, I grabbed the telephone from where I left it before and attempted to call Brenda once more, yet something was off with his telephone since it wouldn't ring, just blared in my ear before hanging up.
My uneasiness about not realizing what was wrong with her made me tingle. An anxious response I have consistently had that makes me crazy. Attempting once more, it was exactly the same thing. My eyes moved to the washroom, needing to request that he fix his telephone in this way, yet also not having any desire to fight with him once more, so all things considered I strolled to the door prior t
