After Your Rejection Novels & Stories

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.

"Fine then let's reject Monika" .

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.

“H-He hates me mom… I got rejected. What should I do now? I’m so in pain.”

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

I move to round the table towards him but he shakes his head, raising his hands to stop me. "Stay back." He warns. "Don't feel pity for me, I'm fine." I inhale and exhale. Then his focus moves to me again. "Clifton will take you back to your former pack next week. Your former Alpha will verbally reject you when you get there. After that, he'll bring you right back."

Chloe stood there long after the car had vanished, the warm Miami air suddenly feeling too thin, too empty, the weight of being entirely alone settling over her shoulders like something physical. --- That evening, sitting alone in the quiet apartment for the first time in weeks, Chloe took out her phone and stared at Samantha's number for a long time before finally typing a message. I accept. Fully. Whatever you need from me. The reply came within minutes, calm and unhurried, as though Samantha had never doubted the outcome. Good. I'll be in touch soon with the details. You've made the right decision, Chloe.

I stuttered – still dumbfounded by the whole situation. I knew the Princess didn’t take the rejection well, however, what the fuck is with this petty wrath she’s taking out on the whole fucking pack? “No, rumors are mostly twisted truths – and this time, it’s not twisted. It’s simply truth,” He said seriously. I nodded, indeed, rumors can sometimes be the truth. “However, Nathan – I need you to come with me to the war.”