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So while Liam was attending galas and riding camels through the desert with the woman he’d left me for, I was up all night changing diapers and soothing babies back to sleep. “Well, I’m sorry to hear that,” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “But I fail to see how…” “You blocked me,” Liam blurted out. “What?” “On social media. I would think of you sometimes and wonder if I’d made a mistake. No. That’s not right. I KNEW I’d made a mistake. I was just too proud to admit it. So I followed you on social media, to check in, I guess. But then one day, I couldn’t see your pictures anymore. And I realized that you’d blocked me. Why did you do that, Trista. Why did you block me?”

Speaking of Jimmy, she had blocked all his numbers after making it clear to him through a text message that she was officially done with him, she had broken up with and threatened to have him arrested if he ever came anywhere close to her. Anna decided to go and block his socials as well, she couldn’t risk him apologizing his way back into her life. knowing how good he was with words, she wouldn’t be shocked if she fell for his deceit once more. Going online to her socials, she noticed that she had already received a message from him. Annabel contemplated on opening it or not, as much as she wanted to hit that block button and be done with him, she was curious to know what was in the message

My thumb hovered for a breath before I added the part I actually meant. “If you don’t come, I’ll fucking force you out myself.” That was it. It was clear and direct. She wanted to play games, but I didn’t. I pressed send. Nothing happened. The screen didn’t shift. The message didn’t appear. Instead, a small red symbol popped up at the top of the screen—the kind I never see, because no one ever blocks me. For a second, I just stared, not quite processing it. Then it sank in. She blocked me.

“Not exactly, but listen August, this isn’t random. This has to tie back to what’s going on with your dad and Russell.” My mind was already spiraling, but hearing Kade connect it so directly? That was worse. I glanced sideways at Dona, and she was staring right at me with fear in her eyes. My voice dropped lower. “What the hell am I supposed to do, then? How do I stop this?” “You can’t stop it entirely,” Kade admitted, blunt as always. “But you can limit their access. D******d an app, it's called ‘BlockShield.’ It screens unknown numbers and blocks burners automatically. Get it now.”

He then reached Stella through a direct message on Facebook: [Stella, unblock me on WhatsApp. Stella glanced at his message, but she did not unblock him on WhatsApp. Lucas then messaged her on Facebook again: [Stella, I have something important to tell you. So, please unblock me.] Stella still refused to unblock him. However, she responded: [When I need you, I'll contact you. If I never contact you, you better behave and not disturb me. Otherwise, our agreement is off.] Lucas was speechless. He was about to snap but he suppressed his anger.

I then pulled up my chat window with her and realized that she hadn't been replying to my messages for a long time now. I didn't know when it started, but the chat window now only showed the messages I sent to her without any replies. I'd still been chatting with her, sharing photos of my daily life, keeping her updated, and telling her how much I loved her—but now, they were just a laughable, pathetic eyesore. Still, I refused to give in and tapped into my social media account to find her there. That was when I realized that I had been removed as her follower and thus blocked from seeing her posted content.

Giving him the handle was the quickest way to end this conversation and get to the safety of the quiet zone. I sighed, shifting the weight of my bag. "Fine," I said, pulling out my own phone. "But if you ask me about anything unrelated to what you are looking for, I'm blocking you." Ethan’s grin widened. "Deal." I unlocked my phone and opened the app, showing him my profile. "Okay then," I said.

I considered it a proper closure to our ten years together. However, the moment I texted him, I realized that Liam had blocked me on WhatsApp. Having no choice, I opened Christine's social media. Previously, I had muted her posts. I knew Liam was likely with her. Sure enough, I spotted his silhouette in a post that Christine had uploaded just 30 minutes earlier.

She sighed, running her hands through her hair. Right, that means I won't see her for days? It feels like an eternity already. “Can I ask you for something?" I asked as my throat bobbed up and down. “Okay…” she trailed off. "Unblock me on everywhere you blocked me." I said. Up till last night, my messages aren't delivered which only meant that she hasn't unblocked me. If I'm not going to see her anymore, texting would be great. She raised up an eyebrow then a knowing look came up on her face.

Could I stop following Maya's success? "I can try," I said. "Trying is not commitment. Can you do it? Yes or no?" I thought about it. Really thought. "Yes," I said finally. "I can do it." "Good. Then that is your homework. Block everything. Make Maya's life inaccessible to you. Live your own life instead of observing hers." After therapy, I walked back to the hotel with my phone in my hand. Opened social media. Started blocking. Harbor City Business Journal. Blocked.