All Chapters of THE REJECTION: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ella's POV I step into my room and sink onto the edge of my bed, reaching for my phone almost instinctively. My heart races a little as I open the gallery. There, tucked between random family pictures and selfies, are the photos of Luca. I had taken them without much thought, during our time together, when he wasn’t mine, but somehow still close. He looked so handsome in all of them. I don’t know how I missed it before. Maybe I never took the time to really see him. To appreciate him. But now, everything has changed. Now, I see him clearly. I feel something deeper. And I am willing to do anything to make things right, for him, for us. Taking a deep breath, I gather all my courage and tap the call button. I can feel my fingers trembling slightly. My heart pounds against my chest as the call connects. His voice comes through, sharp, frustrated, and he calls me Juliet. My stomach twists. Juliet? Why would he think I was her? From the tone in his voice, it’s clear they had an argument.

Ella’s POV Laura and I got home after finishing our shopping. She was glowing with excitement, hugging the small dresses I had bought her. “Thanks, Mummy, for everything,” she said before running off to her room. Mom was still napping, which didn’t surprise me. She spent most of her days alone at home, and boredom clung to her like a shadow. Sometimes I felt Dad wasn’t fair; he could have given her a job at his company instead of letting her remain just a housewife. I climbed the stairs quietly and found her fast asleep. I didn’t want to disturb her, besides, she would wake up any moment. I needed to get ready for my date anyway, and the excitement fluttering in my stomach made it impossible to think of anything else. I was about to check on Laura when my phone rang. Pulling it from my purse, I smiled instantly when I saw Luca’s name. Me - “Luca, how are you?” Luca: - I am good. How are you?” Me - “Good too. So what do I owe this special call?” Luca - “Actually… I was thinkin

Ella’s POV I woke up slowly, stretching as the soft morning light brushed against my skin. For a moment, I didn’t recognize the room, until I turned and saw Luca beside me. That was when everything came back. The warmth of his hands, the way he held me, the way we finally let down every wall between us. My cheeks warmed. Last night had been magical, gentle, passionate, and full of emotion I had tried so hard to hide for years. I had never felt anything like that before. Not even with Felix. With Luca, it was different. Everything about him touched me on a deeper level. I glanced down and realized the sheets were the only thing covering me. A shy smile formed on my lips. I turned toward him, watching him sleep. His face looked so peaceful, so handsome, almost boyish. I couldn’t resist brushing my fingers lightly across his cheek. He stirred, slowly opening his eyes. “Good morning, darling,” he murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep. “Good morning, honey,” I whispered back. “

Sarah’s POV “What’s going on? Where am I?” My voice sounded small and weak. I blinked slowly, turning my head from side to side. I didn’t recognize the place at all. The bed beneath me was soft, too soft, and the entire room was bright, almost painfully white. White sheets. White walls. White curtains. It felt like I was lying inside a cloud, or a dream. But the pain that shot through my belly reminded me this was no dream. It hurt so badly I could barely breathe. A deep, twisting pain that felt like it was tearing me from the inside. I pressed my hand gently on my abdomen and immediately gasped. I couldn’t bear the touch. Tears filled my eyes as fear crept up my throat. "Is this because of the abortion? Am I dying?" I ask myself. I tried to sit up, hoping to call for help, but as I shifted, I caught sight of the bed behind me, stained deep red. Blood. Everywhere. Fresh, warm blood soaking the sheets. My heart stopped, the bleeding never stopped. Maybe the doctor had done somet

After Five Months Sarah’s POV Five months later, I was finally myself again. My beauty had returned. My figure was back. I was no longer pregnant, and definitely no longer tied to Felix. My health had fully recovered, and I was ready to pick up my life from where I had left it. I still remembered how I bled for over two months. I thought I would die from the blood loss, but somehow, I survived. Maybe my time hadn’t come yet. Maybe there were better things waiting for me. A second chance. And I promised myself I wouldn’t waste it. “Are you ready?” I heard Clara’s voice from her room as she finished dressing up. It was Friday, and tonight, I wanted to go out. I felt strong again, and that meant it was time to start making money. And the easiest place to find a rich man was the club. “Yes, girlfriend, I am more than ready,” I called back. “Let’s go then. I have to work, remember? You are the one who is here to enjoy,” she teased. “Okay, madam timekeeper,” I laughed as we stepped o