Hendrix answered with a hum that made it seem as if he wasn't surprised at all, replying, "I see!"

Was he really not surprised?

I waited for him to speak again. After a while, he said, "The photo looks nice!"

I was stunned and confused as I asked, "Which photo are you referring to?"

"That photo you posted. It's a nice one!" he said with a chuckle in his voice.

I was a little confused. What post was he talking about? It seemed that he was still in a meeting, so he said again, "Okay, be careful on your journey there!" After saying that, he hung up on the call. I was still a little confused. The call ended, and I clicked into my social media.

I saw dozens of notifications coming from the application, so I checked them.

commented, "Arianna, what do you like to eat? I'll treat

"Oh dear, you haven't posted anything in centuries, yet your first post is about your

them, honey. I'll cook for you

said, "How nice, you both must be

had commented on. It was my own account who had posted it. It was a photo of me eating seafood with my head lowered down, taken from a side view. In the photo, I was happily enjoying the food

goes, and the cold days have arrived. I hope

series of happy emojis had been added along with the

couldn't help but look up at Naomi. When she saw me looking right at her, she

my phone to post something on

had a single

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them, Hendrix's comment particularly stood

phone and nagged, "Social media exists for you to record your life. You never

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