Azhaipaayaa Azhaipaayaa? : 1 (Extended)

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This is an extension of Azhaipaayaa Azhaipaayaa? : 1 . Please read that one before you read this one.

The note's at the end of this chapter.
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Oddly nervous, she blinked at her phone screen and texted him, knowing this was probably the last time

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Oddly nervous, she blinked at her phone screen and texted him, knowing this was probably the last time.

She noticed a bubble on the screen that indicated the other person was typing

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She noticed a bubble on the screen that indicated the other person was typing. She kept staring at it until it went away. Not knowing what to do, she exited out the chat window and stared at the list of text windows on her screen.

Her index finger hovered over his text chain. She realized she hadn't even saved his number. If she deleted this text, that was it. May be he already did just that.

She let out a harsh breath, swiped right on the conversation to reveal the trash can symbol that would delete him.

TBC
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If you made it all the way here, thank you 😊

So thoughts on this format? Sorry if it was too confusing. Should I continue this text/ chat window picture format with narration in between? Or go back to usual style?

I wasn't sure if I should continue writing with actual names. I considered changing it, but by then I had generated some of the text pictures and it's just too much work to make changes. But if you've got an opinion on that, let me know and I will try to accommodate in future stories. Just not in Azhaipaayaa Azhaipaayaa? .

I plan this one to be a 3 or 4 part story. Let's see how that goes.

Let me know your critiques or comments, as always 😊

I purely see these as fiction, a figment of my imagination.

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