Rebound After Break Up Novels & Stories

Perhaps, only by doing so, could we find a balance between us and reignite the spark in our lives. With determination silently formed, I hoped that tomorrow's meeting would bring a glimmer of new hope to our relationship, allowing us to rediscover the initial beauty we once shared.

"But I truly love you. Give me another chance. I'll prove it to you." "It's too late." I took a step back. "I thought you were genuinely suffering from a depressive episode, but you lied to me again. I won't be coming back to see you ever again." After turning to leave, I said one last thing, "My love for you died out long ago. It will never come back." Once I got back to Felandia, I blocked everyone back in the country and threw myself into my work. It wasn't long before I was made the vice president.

She opened her mouth to speak again. Then the screen went black. A single gunshot echoed through the audio before the stream cut out completely. The video stayed up for seven minutes before it was deleted. But seven minutes was all it took. Thousands of people had seen it. Thousands had screen recorded it. The backlash was immediate. The influencers who had roasted me either deleted their videos or posted new ones apologizing. The comment sections flipped overnight. People who had called me every name in the book were now begging for my forgiveness. Some of them even sent money. Donations. Apology gifts. I didn't accept any of it.

I had manufactured a star, and now that star believed she could exist independently. I chose to let it slide, convinced that it was just her post-fame arrogance. I believed once the concert was over and our relationship was solidified with a grand proposal, everything would return to normal. I was wrong. I had treated her like a predictable chess piece and overlooked the most uncontrollable thing in human nature—betrayal.

Her stomach twisted, and a bitter dryness crept up her throat. After their breakup, she’d tried to make amends with him. Not because she still loved him, but because men like Henry could ruin her life if they wanted. One wrong move, and he could drag her name through the mud, humiliate her until she had nothing left. She remembered showing up at his hospital, only to be told by his nurse that he was no longer in charge. She’d gone to his house, only to learn he’d packed up his things in the dead of night and vanished without a trace.

She was thrust into the eye of the public storm, surrounded by online abuse, and he hadn't returned to stand in front of her as he had done before. In this life, they couldn't escape the same fate as in the previous one, and their love was once again on the verge of shattering into pieces.

"Caleb, it just wouldn't work out between us. Everything else aside, you just got out of a relationship, and I'm not looking to be your rebound." "You could never be my rebound. How long would I have to wait before I can ask you out without you thinking like that?" I opened my eyes to meet his green ones and silently shook my head at him. "I will. I'll wait as long as it takes to get a chance with you. What do I have to do to convince you?"

she said slowly, “I don’t think my answer is the healthiest. Are you sure you want to hear it?” “Yes,” I said without hesitation. “Okay.” She gave me a sly little smile. “When they break my heart, I go out and meet another man. That’s it.” My eyes went wide. “You… you do what?” “Yeah,” she said with a shrug. “From my perspective, that’s what works for me. The rebound strategy might be messy, but you feel better. A lot better. Why don’t you try it for yourself?” She must have seen the surprise on my face because she added quickly, “And please don’t judge me. You’re my best friend. Our business is our business. I’m not a bad person, okay?”

“Just… different.” Moments passed. Then— “Wait.” “What?” “I felt that. In my calf. Like… like something sparked.” She stilled. Their eyes met. “You did?” she asked, breathless. “I think so.” He stared at his leg like it had betrayed him. Then, just as quickly, he scoffed. “Probably a muscle twitch. Nothing.” “Or maybe something,” she said quietly. He looked away. “Don’t get your hopes up.” “I won’t. I’ll just write it down. Date. Pressure. Response.”

“Well, why don’t you take a break?” She shot me a look that made me giggle. “Why would I do that?” She raised her hands, covering her heart. “Because you’re getting too close to the young guy right now and you walked in on your husband cheating. You need to focus your mind and find your footing. Those are two extremely different scenarios.” “And again, why should I take a break?” She refuses to give up her lovely fling temporarily. “Because Honey, you don’t want it to become a rebound. Or is that something you are looking for?”