Madelyn
For the past few days, my life had been stuck in this strange loop I didn’t know how to break. Every time I blocked a number, another one appeared. Every time I ignored a message, another popped up like the person was watching my reactions in real time. It didn’t matter if it was morning, afternoon, or late at night—there was always something. A text. A short voice note I never opened. A missed call. Sometimes two. The name always showed up as “Unknown,” and every time I saw it, my stomach tightened the same way it did the night that creepy voice said Hello wifey.
By the middle of the week, I was exhausted. My nerves felt stretched thin. Every notification made me jump even when it was just reminders from my calendar or emails from HR. I kept trying to convince myself I was overr
