The blue light of your phone cuts through the darkness of your bedroom.
3:02 a.m.
A notification buzzes against your nightstand. You reach for it, squinting.
Eren Jaeger.
The name alone makes something twist in your chest. It’s been three months since you stopped returning his calls. Two since you stopped picking up for unknown numbers. A month since you finally blocked him on everything.
But he’s not blocked on this. This is your old number. The one you forgot to switch over.
Eren
u up?
The typing bubble appears. Disappears. Appears again.