The Perfect Facade

Valerie’s POV

I stared at the blue tick on my phone, my fingers tightening slightly around it.

Two days…Two whole days since I sent Gemma’s number to Maddox… and nothing. No response. No “thanks, Mom.” Not even a polite I’m not interested.

That wasn’t like him.

I shifted in my seat, my lips pressing together as I glanced down again, as if the screen might magically change if I stared hard enough.