Novel & Cerita Rejected Broken Hearted

"Start over?" I repeated the words softly, letting them sink in. "Ethan, stop fooling yourself. Since it's over, I should go." My voice remained calm, yet it only made Ethan tremble harder. "I-I'm sorry… I'm sorry." Those were the only words he could say. A moment later, he added, "I'll spend my whole life making it up to you. Selena, please… just give me one more chance." "Your whole life?" I chuckled. "Ethan, your life is worthless. You don't have the right to make it up to me."

As he said it their mind link broke and he could no longer hear her thoughts. “What have you done? You are such an asshole!” One of the younger brothers stepped closer to embrace Jessica, “quickly, accept his rejection and the pain will be less.” Jessica felt as if her heart was being ripped out of her chest. She has never felt such heartache. “I Jessica Steel accept your rejection, Wynn Mateo,” she finally got out with tears running down her face.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

Chapter 2 Rejected " You have been rejected". These words nearly broke my heart into pieces . I looked around me , the people kept on murmuring but I couldn't hear them . luckily,she raised her staff up and immediately sweet silence and decorum filled the air ,which made me become calm a little.

he uttered in an extremely gentle voice, just like he would when we first got together. Sorrow filled my heart. I was feeling sorrowful over the humiliation I endured in the private room that day. I was sorrowful over the times I was disrespected, and over how I wasn't able to win him over even after loving him for nine years. I was sorrowful over the fact that I heard him threaten to send a video of me to my newlywed husband. Yet, I felt far less of a burden than when my sincere feelings were completely neglected. The heavens might not put the person who failed to appreciate someone else's sincerity through physical punishment, but they would make him lose his partner forever.

“You and I are not that close, and this is not supposed to hurt me, but it does.” “I’m sorry,” I try to sound sympathetic. “It’s okay,” she shrugs. “So, that’s it, I’m breaking up with you.” *Professor, I need something for the pain of my fourth rejection.* I text Professor Malino, and she instantly replies with *You found another mate?* and a laughing emoji. I retort with an emoji whereby I roll my eyes. “Leo? Did you hear what I said?” “Just say ‘Leo Asclepius Brown, I reject you as my mate’.”

Brake was sincere. After the night Brake rejected me and accepted the rejection, I tried to forget everything about him but he came back again and I accepted him, yet again he broke my heart that day I felt everything was against me, and even after rejection, it still hurt. My mate didn't love me and he didn't want me anymore. And Bellini came, but he found his mate as well showing me the door. Throwing me into that same line of pain. I was broken emotionally and physically.

I reject you, Henry Slater, and I wish to not have anything to do with you ever again! His eyes widen with shock and horror and I smirk despite his warm palm covering my mouth. ‘I reject you! I reject you! As many times as you want me to!’ It blares throughout the pack link and gasps of shock go off all around us as I yank his hand away. “I refute this claim…I do not want to be your mate nor have you as mine. This is goodbye, Henry Slater, and I hope to never see you again”. But why is my heart breaking? Why am I crying so much on the inside?

The blood was a tangible manifestation of my broken heart, a testament to the years of unrequited love that had finally reached their devastating conclusion. I stumbled out of the penthouse and into the relative anonymity of the city. I needed to go somewhere, anywhere, to escape the suffocating weight of his rejection. I hopped into my car, the familiar scent of leather and pine tree air freshener doing little to soothe the raw ache in my chest. As I drove, the tears continued to flow, blurring my vision. Almost a decade of friendship, built on shared experiences, inside jokes, and unwavering support, shattered in a single, ill-fated night.

Breaking her heart. ****😔****