His ex-fiancée. She had left him in 2018. The last message from him was a desperate, three-paragraph apology she never replied to. Now, there were 12 new messages from her . Sent in 2019. The preview read: “I was too harsh. I’m sorry. I deleted your number but the chat is still here. I’m moving to Seattle. I just wanted to say…”
The notification said:
Then, it updated.
Liam was his brother. They had had a falling out in 2020. A stupid fight about money after their mother sold the house. They hadn't spoken in six years. Liam’s last message was a single word: “Fine.” nokia n95 whatsapp
He lifted the N95’s weak, tinny speaker to his ear. His ex-fiancée
The last message, sent by Alex: “Coming home for Christmas. See you next week.” That was December 2017. His father had died in a car accident on December 23rd. The new messages—45 of them—were from his mother, his sister, a few friends. All from the days after. He could see the previews. “Alex, where are you? Pick up.” “Please tell me you’re okay.” “The funeral is Tuesday.” Now, there were 12 new messages from her