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I wonder if it’s that simple. While it’s easy for someone to tell the other not to give up, I don’t think the other party truly understands what it means to not give up, especially in a case like mine. Being rejected by your fated mate is painful, heartbreaking, but it is also humiliating. And to not give up basically means to go running back to that person, your tail between your legs, begging for a second chance, completely debasing yourself. My pride, which is all I have left at this point, is going to be shattered if I ask Austin to reconsider, begging him. I feel sick to the stomach even thinking about it. But aside from that, there is a new emotion brewing inside me.

I nodded slowly, tightening my grip on his hands, “do this for me. I know it's hard but you have t—” “I'm sorry, but I'm not going to accept his rejection.” Lisa's voice suddenly rang out, her eyes swirling with a thousand emotions. She sized me up, her eyes roaming my body, “Luna, why would you suggest such? You know how painful a rejection is. It could kill me.”

"I thought I couldn't face it, but I tried because I want to live. I tried even though it's really painful because I want to get over her and find the right woman for me who'll not hurt me and love me unconditionally." "What do you mean, bro?" I replied. He gasped. "Kate Rose rejected you. Maybe she's not the woman for you, bro. Yes, you love her, but you need to accept the truth that she couldn't love you in return. You're not meant for each other, bro. You need to accept it. Although it's painful, but that's the only thing you can do. Don't finish your life because it's not a good idea. It's a sin, bro. Killing yourself is a sin. I'm really sorry, bro. But we can't help you to be with her

“I want your love. That’s why I did everything I did. Because I love you so much and can’t stand being rejected by you.” Stanley regards her with a mixture of scrutiny and sadness. “Emily, there is no love in what you did,” he says firmly. “You didn’t act out of love; you acted out of hate and envy. What you did to Eloise and to us… it wasn’t love. It was cruelty.” Emily’s face contorts with rage. “You don’t understand,” she hisses. “You’ve never understood how much I love you.” Stanley shakes his head. “You don’t understand what love is, Emily. Love isn’t about control or manipulation. It’s about trust, respect, and kindness. And what you did… it was none of those things.”

“You still should have told me because no matter what, the pains I had to endure and all those times I spent crying, carrying a huge weight in my chest as I spent every year trying to hate you with everything in me.” “Our love is too great to turn to hate no matter how long we spend apart. It’s true and sincere love and nothing can ever destroy that.” He whispered to me with his face inches from mine, with his very breath against my face. “Is that assertion true? You almost lost me just now. I was ready to go with Tristan no matter what, as long as it kept me from seeing your face which always reminded me of my love being rejected.” I poked him in the chest pushing him away from me.

Two weeks passed like a blur, anxiety crippled Pamala. There were no other letters or threat. Whoever it was must have been bluffing, it was a silly trick. She didn't dwell too much on it. She was anxious about stepping outside, now the news of her Rejection had spread like wildfire she didn't want to people people throwing her looks of mockery or pity anywhere she went to, so she didn't go out at all. But it would be good to find a job and support her parents now that her hope for a mate was crushed. It was hard living, she felt like a shell. It hadn't gotten better but she was learning to cope with the pain.

I lowered my gaze, then shook my head. "No." Silence, a dangerous silence. "Fuck!" Killian slammed his fist against the desk. The loud impact echoed through the office. Several files fell to the floor. His wolf briefly flashed in his eyes before disappearing. I flinched slightly. Not because I was afraid, but because I understood exactly how frustrated he was. "What happened?" he demanded. I inhaled deeply, then answered. "They rejected the proposal." Killian dragged a hand through his hair. "Why?" My jaw tightened. "Because of Scarlett."

“What kind of rejection are you talking about?” He sounded like he knew something I didn't. "Like..." I took a deep breath. "I, Sally Donne, refuse you, Ryan, to be my mate." That's easy. I think. This time, his eyes widened before they sparkled in such amusement. For a moment there, I saw how worried he looked. “Our rejection is far different from what is stated in human fiction books. But, similarly, you clearly state who you want to reject as you did just now, and then you cut your heart." He said simply.

I shook my head sadly and he stood silent for a moment. "I, Catarina Greys, reject you, Lochan Lakes, as my mate," I said firmly, looking him dead in the eye. The words seemed to rip his heart out, and I could feel the pain radiating off of him. But I knew that I had to be true to myself, even if it meant hurting him. "I'm sorry," I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "But I can't be with someone who doesn't respect me." He looked at me, his eyes filled with pain and confusion. "Please forgive me?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. I shook my head. I had to go. “Accept my rejection. You and that hoe are welcome to each other.” I spat angrily, not being able to bring mysel

"Why can't you just help me! I'm your mate for goodness sake!" "But I don't want you." His cut me deeply, and I couldn't do anything but stare at him as he spoke again. "You know, I knew you didn't steal Lisa's bracelet. It was all planned by her, but thinking about it, I had no reason to support you. Let's say...you deserve it." "What? How could you...." My voice broke as my tears increased. "That love you are asking from me, you will never get it, so the best thing for you to do is to accept my rejection." He said, and I scoffed, turning my head to the side, all my hope shattering once again.