Sofie
“Webb you haven’t called or texted me since your battery died.” I show him my phone and he frowns.
“No I have been. Here.” He unlocks the phone and shows me our text feed. I scroll up and find several from before and some photos I sent him days before Monica arrived.
I look up puzzled. “I don’t understand. I got nothing.” He narrows his eyes then opens my name up.
“Because this isn’t your f*****g number.” He shows me and sure enough the number is completely different but still under my name. “That damn b***h. She had to have done something to my phone. Yesterday, she showed up to pick me up from the airport which by the way, I didn’t ask her to do; she asked to borrow my phone. I told her no. Then she says she got a new number and dropped the contact into my phone. I wonder how
