THE GIRL WHO NEVER REPLIED
Eysx
It was just a normal RPW conversation… until she suddenly stopped replying. And the reason why? She never expected him to find out. ?
The old account
I stared at the comment for what felt like forever.
The username was hers.
Same profile picture.
Same name.
But there was no way.
The comment was from almost a year ago.
I clicked her profile.
User not found.
My heart sank.
I searched her username again.
Nothing.
Then I remembered what she told me.
“Check your old posts.”
I went back and looked through everything.
There were only three comments from that account.
The first one said:
«“You’ll meet someone soon.”»
The second said:
«“Don’t trust everyone you meet here.”»
And the third—
The third one made me freeze.
«“When she disappears, look for the account with no profile picture.”»
I immediately checked my followers.
There were hundreds of accounts.
But only one had no profile picture.
I clicked it.
The account had no posts.
No bio.
Only one follower.
Me.
I felt a chill.
Then suddenly, a new message appeared.
Not from her.
From the empty account.
«“You finally found me.”»
I quickly typed:
“Who are you?”
The reply came almost instantly.
«“Someone who knows why she disappeared.”»
I stared at the screen.
Then another message appeared.
«“And if you want her back…”»
A few seconds passed.
Then:
«“You need to stop looking for her.”»
I replied:
“Why?”
The account went offline.
But before it disappeared, one last message appeared:
«“Because she's looking for you too.”»
The username was hers.
Same profile picture.
Same name.
But there was no way.
The comment was from almost a year ago.
I clicked her profile.
User not found.
My heart sank.
I searched her username again.
Nothing.
Then I remembered what she told me.
“Check your old posts.”
I went back and looked through everything.
There were only three comments from that account.
The first one said:
«“You’ll meet someone soon.”»
The second said:
«“Don’t trust everyone you meet here.”»
And the third—
The third one made me freeze.
«“When she disappears, look for the account with no profile picture.”»
I immediately checked my followers.
There were hundreds of accounts.
But only one had no profile picture.
I clicked it.
The account had no posts.
No bio.
Only one follower.
Me.
I felt a chill.
Then suddenly, a new message appeared.
Not from her.
From the empty account.
«“You finally found me.”»
I quickly typed:
“Who are you?”
The reply came almost instantly.
«“Someone who knows why she disappeared.”»
I stared at the screen.
Then another message appeared.
«“And if you want her back…”»
A few seconds passed.
Then:
«“You need to stop looking for her.”»
I replied:
“Why?”
The account went offline.
But before it disappeared, one last message appeared:
«“Because she's looking for you too.”»
Chapter 3
— The old account of 3