After Your Rejection Novels & Stories

Then— A bright red exclamation mark appeared beside the message. System Message: Message sent, but rejected by the recipient. The words hit harder than he expected. Like a door slammed shut—permanently.

The weight of the girl's rejection as his Mate pressed down upon him, a bitter pill to swallow. "I reject you as my Mate," she declared, her words piercing the silence. Adam's gaze dropped to his feet, a mix of sadness and resignation etched upon his face. The pain of the rejection seared through his heart, but he knew that accepting it was the only path forward. His voice steady, Adam replied, "I accept the rejection." It was a solemn affirmation, an acknowledgment of the love that would forever remain unfulfilled. The girl's smile, though tinged with a touch of sadness, spoke volumes of her gratitude for his understanding.

What kind of reason is this? I stood motionless, unable to believe they just rejected me even before giving me a chance to participate. Why are they doing this to me? I walked around like a zombie. The second rejection already gave me a huge disappointment. I saw a cafe with a sign on my way and I quickly rushed there to apply for the job. However, I was faced with the same rejection as soon as I got in. "There is no vacancy anymore. You can leave." The owner said after spotting me.

I still regretted giving him my estate funds to this very day. “You should eat too,” I said lightly. He blinked, looked away, pretending to search for the waiter. I didn’t care. My gaze dropped to my phone, a message blinked on the screen: [Dear Applicant, after careful consideration, we regret to inform you that your application has been rejected. This decision is not based on your skills or experience, but due to other factors.] I exhaled slowly. I remembered this. I hadn’t gotten the job last time either. I only reapplied to see if fate had changed.

I said, cleaning my tears. “Don’t worry Ari, this rejection isn’t the end of the world, bigger and better things await you after this,” Dad said. “Who knows? You might even be lucky enough to get a second chance mate after a few years.” Mom said and we all laughed because we knew how rare it was. I wasn’t even bothered about getting a second chance mate. I was okay with being alone for life with no mate, I only wanted to reclaim my life back and as my Dad said, a rejection isn’t the end of the world.

It feels a lot different after rejecting her. I sat down, wallowing in thoughts for hours, and after a while I remembered something. I remembered that I had rejected her, but she didn't accept the rejection. I know that I have to do that before I do anything else. I knew that if she kept on living without accepting my rejection, things wouldn't be good.

Did my luck run out after losing that one? My email was already filled with rejections but I continued applying for more. I even became less picky, I could do anything with a pay. But just like before, the rejection emails started arriving few days after that We regret to inform you… After careful consideration… We have decided to move forward with other candidates… Each one felt like a slap. I refreshed my inbox obsessively and the negative feedback broke my heart piece by piece. By one particular evening, my chest felt tight with pressure and I couldn’t breathe properly.

Veronica and I do not say a word to each other until we are close to home. “I'm sorry.” She whispers. I turn to stare at her, confused. “What for?” I ask. “The rejection.” She says, her eyes looking right ahead. I am relieved that she doesn't gaze at me with sympathy, as I don't desire sympathy. “I don't know what that must have felt like.” “It wasn't pleasant, believe me.” I shake my head in an attempt to laugh off the dull pain that usually engulfs me at the memory. “However, I believe the rejection has taught me to embrace life to its fullest, regardless of the challenges we may face along the way.”

Tyler ended his words casually as if he had not just put me in a deeper worrying path. No matter how much I wanted to deny the fact that he was right, it just laid out in front of me that he was absolutely right. I should be asking her what she have decided as soon as possible. I have been delaying that not because I wanted to but because I was scared of how my life will turn out if she rejected me. Even just thinking of that, my heart constricted and I gasped at the sudden pain. “If I am not back in an hour then everything did not go well” I yelled, already going out of the door, leaving Tyler with the work.

Since our separation, I felt like I was burdened by disappointment and loss, making me reluctant to love again. Even though Mark was a nice guy—judging by his attitude and the way he treated me—I realized that I could only think of him as a friend at this point. He might remind me of the kindness and treatment I deserve, but I wasn’t ready to give my heart another chance. “You must be tired after all this,” Mark said, breaking my reverie. “If there’s anything I can do, don’t hesitate to contact me.” I smiled genuinely, grateful for his concern. “Thank you, Mark. That means a lot and helps. I’ll contact you if I can do anything,” I replied, trying to make it clear that I appreciated his kindn