Why Did My Ex Unfriend Me But Not Block Me Novels & Stories

I had sent him messages, called him, and texted him, but nothing. Each time, the same response: “This number is currently out of reach.” And as for his social media? Well, that was even worse. His profile had disappeared completely. No posts, no updates, nothing. At first, I thought it was a glitch, but when I tried searching again and again, it became clear. Austin had blocked me. Just like that. Blocked. Out of the blue. It hurt, more than I wanted to admit. The silence between us, the unanswered questions—it gnawed at me.

My breath hitched in my throat. When Tricia wasn't looking, I opened Instagram app. Then I found out that Chris had blocked me. After that, I stared at the affectionate nickname that had yet to be changed in our chat and at the last message in our chat history. "Did you get home?" He had sent that the night everything happened, and I never replied. I deleted our chat and unfollowed him before jogging to catch up with Tricia. The restaurant was nearly empty, and we had just found a quiet corner when a voice rang out behind us, "What a coincidence! If it isn't my ex with the world's worst temper."

It messed with me, but I didn't let it dictate how I lived my life. There was another message, from one of my ex-boyfriends who I hadn't spoken to in over a year. 'Nina, I'm in the city for a few days. Are you coming to the game on Saturday?' Fuck no. I blocked the number without bothering to answer. Even though I should have sent a, 'I don't ever want to see your dumbass face again.' I contemplated unblocking him just for that sake, but decided against it. I felt nothing towards Kevin-no remorse, no resentment, even after he cheated on me with his sports therapist. I had no feelings towards him, and not answering him would get that point across way better than lashing out.

He gave a flick on my forehead and asked, "What are you talking about? When did I unfriend you to take you back? By the way, why did he move out?" "He didn't tell me anything about moving out. The day before he came to me and told me that he's moving out. He said he felt uncomfortable around me when I asked for the reason." "Uncomfortable? Did he really say that?" "Yeah. I was so upset after hearing it from him." He patted my shoulder and said, "Can I ask him again?" I shaked my head and said, "He also told me that he doesn't want to be friends with me."

"It was because I was trying to forget you. I hoped and prayed that among my escapades, I would meet a man who or a woman who would turn out to be my mate. I hoped that I could be bonded to another wolf, any wolf, so that the pain of loving you could go away. Know what hurt me more?" She asks and I just look at her because I feel that if I talk, I might make her angry. "What hurt me more was that you never tried to reach out to me. You never even viewed me on my social media. I always wondered whether I was so insignificant to you even as a friend," she says and I feel like I have to interrupt her. "Tessa, I always followed you. After you blocked me, I felt that I had to stay away. I beloved

If I know it's going to be this bad, I would've just gone home after the wedding ceremony instead of agreeing to join him for the reception dinner. "There. We're not friends anymore." He shows me his phone and that's when I realise we are indeed not friends anymore on F******k. "What are you, six?" Even Cruz doesn't behave like this. "I'm going home." He leaves me then steps inside the ballroom again, perhaps to bid goodbye to his family and the newlyweds. Unfriending me on F******k, is that just a way of protest or it's really an act to tell me he's no longer interested to be friends with me in real life too. So this is it? We're not friends anymore?

I skimmed a few of the messages. Most of them were from Anne and some of our other friends. There were also some texts from an unfamiliar number. From the contents of the messages, I could tell that it was Nathan, texting me with a new number he had somehow gotten. I blocked the unfamiliar number and opened Facebook, where I also had countless unread messages. Many friends were asking if something had happened to me. Exasperated, I just posted a public statement. "I am fine. I have just cut ties with certain things from the past and am no longer associated with certain people."

“I’ve been trying both of them since. I’m not sure if they both blocked me or they’re both ignoring me but I haven’t been able to get in touch with either of them.” Real or not, I felt slightly betrayed that my wife was trying to get in touch with her ex, who also happened to be my brother. But I wasn’t going to tell Larissa that. “Why do you want to talk to them? If they blocked you, it means they don’t want to talk to you. Why not just leave it at that?”

I asked again to be sure Ana wasn't lying to me about blocking her ex "Go ahead, girl" She said without answering my question “Girl? Girl, what you doing?” She asked wondering what I was doing on my phone “I'm deleting his contact" I replied. I don't want to block Liam. I already know his number, so he can call me even after I delete it and I would know that it is him calling. That way he can still contact me “What?” She asked “What's the point of blocking if you don't delete the contact? You didn't?” I asked and the look on her face said she didn't delete the contact of her ex

I wasn't hung up in her,she was just too shameless for my liking. How could I have possibly dated someone like her,she was inconsiderate of how others felt. Was I so blinded by her beauty that I didn't think about how she acted when ever I brought up the topic of marriage.I loved this woman but yet she paid me back with pain. "We were friends that's why I still didn't block your number ,but I didn't know you were this shameless, I loved you and you paid me back with pain and yet you want me to still be friends with you? Are you mentally unstable? we are strangers, don't talk to me ever again". I said as I hung up before she could say anything.