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Chatterbox 🎤: LIES AND SLANDER 😭😭 As if the weight of their words only just hit her, Katherine suddenly let out a piercing scream. Madkat 🤯: Wait, hold on! Did you just say it’s on the NEWS? And I’ve been sitting here calmly chatting with you this whole time like nothing’s happening?! Chatterbox 🎤: YES! 😂 And you’re only just realizing?? Oh my dear Katherine has been daydreaming about that kiss with her almighty ex-husband. I don’t even blame you, darling, I’d be drooling too if it were me. I just know that kiss was toe-curling.

I compose a message to send to the group chat, my fingers swiftly typing the words as I try to steady my thoughts. "Hey, everyone, I’m fine. I’m back at the museum in Millenium Park, looking at a painting that has captivated my mind. I just need some space right now. Everything has just happened at once, and I need time to think. Please don’t worry. I will get back to you soon."

First username was Ironfaith99 and the other was Powerplayboy. I clicked on Ironfaith99 at first and was flabbergasted by the brazen texts I saw. It was as if the Noah who shied away from my touch and trembled anytime I wrapped my lips around his cock was gone. Disgusted, I exited that chat and opened the one of Powerplayboy. I scrolled up to the start of their conversation and it was short, barely a handful of messages, but it was enough to make me want to fucking snap the phone in half. Unlike the chat with Ironfaith, Carter was more subtle here and hell, they seemed to have something great going.

“Think about it! She’s divorced and you’re single. You can date and who knows, Chelsea and Noah can have a better step-daddy!” You can know more about my book and bonus content through mahimistry d o t c o m <3 I G : authormahimistry

I look like the discount version of myself. Perfect for tonight. My thumb hovers over the one chat icon that matters most. Bogotá & the Idiots. Their profile picture is pure nepotism energy: Isabella in red lipstick, Tessa with tear-streaked cheeks, Emmett behind them flipping off the camera. Accurate. My last message is still from yesterday. KR: [still alive. stop planning my funeral.] Their replies sit underneath it, lined up like a coordinated attack. ISABELLA: [YOU’RE INSANE]

I can say that this channel is a newly created one, it only have 30 members. As I scrolled down to the chats, I saw some people discussing about something. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Hi,guys. Nostartic: Hello! Nik: Hiii @ThisIsKanna

What do you hate 🥲 Who is your favorite character and why 🤭 What do you want me to add to the story:more twists, betrayal or lots of love 😘 I need every details guys, I love to socialize even though I am not the bold type 🥲 Feel free to act like any character and let your imagination run wild 😜 I remain your kind, shy, weird devoted writer and author Natasha Gwen 😌 Enjoy 🤧 Feel free to send gems too 🥹

Signal that someone is texting. I took it from the purse then opened it. A new chat from Vish came to me. Doesn't this guy get tired of talking to me? He is always the first to chat. :Hi again. Can I ask something? If it's not too much hehe. Smiled because of the way of his text. I typed a reply. :Hello! Yes, sure you can! I replied. :Where are you from? Where do you live? :I'm currently in Canada with my family

cHatT uSs ? What the hell? Why did it catch me? We're not really close and I'm just a little bit happy with his tweets. It turns out that I also have his back. Have you already chatted? Didn't he also see in my bio that this account of mine is only for working purposes and I am not entertained by nonsense messages? Even if it's a group message. I got up from lying down and leaned my back against the headboard of the bed to reply to him.

No need to flinch, I have the house to myself afterall. I reached out for my phone lazily, here’s what entertains me whenever I’m bored or there’s no one to chit chat with. I laid down on the couch comfortably, powered on my phone and swiped through the screen randomly. Back then, I was addicted to the app, Love station and I wouldn’t wait to log in and chat with my lover. Now he’s gone, back to old Kikachat, a general application for everyone and it’s not even a dating app. Well, I chat with only two people here; Adams and Evelyn. They are my colleagues and my best friends probably because I communicate with them almost everyday but unfortunately, at the moment the last time they were activ