The Wrong Number Was Right - WilliamEst

The Wrong Number Was Right - WilliamEst

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✨He texted the past. But the future was listening.✨ After losing his best friend in a tragic accident, national athlete Est starts texting their old number every night. Not to get a reply-just to survive the silence. He talks about his day, his grief, the little things. And the messages go unseen. Until one day... they don't. Across the city, idol superstar William is given a new number after his old one gets leaked. Exhausted from the spotlight and craving quiet, the last thing he expects is a message from a stranger-soft, broken, and meant for someone else. But instead of ignoring it, he reads it. And then he waits for the next one. A story about grief, healing, and how love sometimes finds us through all the wrong connections- only to become the right one.
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