Novel & Cerita If I Can't Be Yours

"Must be nice though. Two Alphas fighting over you." I open my mouth to correct her, to lay out exactly how untrue that framing is, how none of this was something I asked for or wanted, how being rejected in front of two hundred people doesn't magically become romantic just because someone else happened to notice. The words are right there, ready to spill out in careful, reasonable detail. I stop myself. Barely. "I need to get to the clinic," I say instead, and walk away before I can undo my own restraint.

I wanted to break through, not just her body, but to her. That evening, I sat at the restaurant, a quiet corner table, my watch hitting seven-fifteen. The place was calm, candles flickering, jazz humming low. I’d picked it for her—classy, not too flashy, a spot to talk, to get that real side of her i craved. My fingers tapped the table, my phone blank beside me. No text, no call. I checked again, nothing. My gut twisted; she wasn’t coming. A message buzzed in, her name lighting the screen. My heart kicked up, but the words hit like a punch: HEY, SORRY, I CAN’T DO THIS. THE OTHER NIGHT WAS FUN, BUT IT’S DONE. TAKE CARE.

He thought a little coaxing would be enough to win me back. What he forgot was that even love wears out. If he couldn't value it, then I could take it back. I pulled my hand free and walked away without looking back.

Instead, I simply raised my hand and slapped him across the other cheek. Everyone gasped, and the entire room fell into stunned silence. This time, Jayden was truly stunned. He stood there in a daze, his eyes wide with disbelief and simmering fury. "You, you dared to hit me?" I calmly withdrew my hand, my expression serene, my voice flat. "So what if I did? Jayden, it's time you faced reality. This isn't about revenge. I married Charles because I like him. In every single way, he's a better man than you."

Dear Goddess, give me strength. “You are not my mate.” I said. “I have made that clear on many occasions, and yet you still try to pull shit like sitting on my lap despite me telling you that I’m not interested. I have to be blunt with you. You and I are never going to happen. I am not interested in you and have merely done your brother a favor in letting you stay here. But you are getting on my last nerve now and it’s time for you to leave.” Soraya stared at me, like she didn’t believe a single word that was coming out of my mouth.

"I take this ring as a sign of my love and faithfulness in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit." Even though I was out of breath from weariness, I ran and ran until my body was giving up. I came to a halt for a moment, clutching my chest in the intense anguish I was feeling, feeling misery knowing he would soon abandon me. He murmured the words "I can't breathe..." into my ear. "I can't say..." The sound of his crying and suffering rang over the road, making this moment even more agonizing than it already was. "I can't say I do without you."

I can't control anymore. "Madhan, I miss Akshadh. I love him. I love him madly. I can't give him to anyone. Please help me to sort out the situation," "Dhiya, Are you okay?" He asked me back caringly. Tears rolled down to my cheeks, "Madhan, I failed in this war. I feel guilty too when I think about Janu. I can't sacrifice Akshadh. Also, I can't think of my life without him. I become completely mad. I want him, please give him to me," I moaned.

She pulled away, noticing my reluctance to give her a response. "You didn't return any of my texts, Ariyah, what's wrong?" She scanned her eyes through me. I hated for her to walk away like Jane, without knowing the cause of my silence. I breathed heavily, not knowing what to do. I pulled my phone put and typed aggressively, ignoring her worried face. *I'm sorry but I can no longer talk to you. I have decided to be a mute for the rest of life.* I speed texted her, a little bothered by what she would say.

why i can't be just shut upp? ___

This can't be happening. This can't be real!