What Is A Rebound Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I already know where this conversation is going, and I am truly worried. Especially that she is calling me by my second name now. Princess is gone – a representation of a goody-goody, meek, and submissive daughter. And Aurelia is out – the stubborn and disobedient side of her. “I… I am s-sorry, Mom.” I bite my lower lip as I slightly bow my head down. “The fuck, Aurelia! I already see the McGregors! And yet you aren’t around! And now, that Clinton girl is all over the place – getting all of the attention that should be yours!” Aurora gritted her teeth as she said those words.

I put my cold hands on my head and swayed myself but the deep breaths I took didn’t calm my panic attack. Lucille kneeled next to me. "Oh my god. Boo, are you okay? What’s wrong? Look, I'm not scared of getting hurt. I know you still love your wife and that’s normal. And I'm not sure about love yet, but I know I really like you. I can handle myself. Let's just be each other's rebound for now." Lucille's voice was so light and soft but her words buried me six feet under. Rebound. I'm just her rebound?

Even when Caspian led me to the dance floor, I found myself distracted, stealing glances at them. The sight of them laughing and moving in sync made my chest tighten. I couldn't understand. How did Damien not feel the bond between us? In my past life, it was instant and undeniable. Did something change because I came back? Has the Mate Bond vanished on his end? Or… could it be that he simply didn’t want me this time? The thought was both confusing and somewhat joyful. Maybe, just maybe, the Moon Goddess was giving me a second chance—a way out of the heartache and betrayal I endured in my former life. Perhaps she knew I wasn’t strong enough to resist him.

I stated. They didn’t question more as Sara started, “A rebound means jumping into a new relationship after the previous one ends. Typically, the person entering this new relationship may still be emotionally attached to their previous partner or dealing with unresolved feelings from the breakup.” But I didn’t jump into a new relationship… “Yes, and they don’t take the time to heal or process the breakup,” Kiara added, and I shifted my full attention to them. I didn’t take the time to heal or process the breakup. I just drank with Zaylen that night and decided to take revenge.

I needed to do something to win her back. That is why I planned everything carefully. I talked to our agency partner in Paris about their offer to Aubree. I also know that the media will flock on her not because of her achievement in Paris but because of my so-called "relationship with Sheena." And I will use that opportunity to win her back. And it worked. She's now my girlfriend, and I can't wait to make her mine forever. And now, finally, after so many years, I will spend my forever with her as my wife.

Then he shook his head, pinched his sister's nose, and said in a loving voice: "All right, lady. The best part is gonna come soon. Do you have a partner?" She smiled mysteriously and said: "Will you help me choose later?" "Huh! You better choose me instead. But I have my girl waiting ya ha ha ha." Jason glanced at her, snorted in exchange for her cheerful laughter. From afar, Anna, who was making friends with the two world ancestors, suddenly froze when he saw Jason's sharp eyes and handsome face. Been friends with Catherine for a long time, but she didn’t have a chance to meet Jason of the Everton family. Today was a strangely mature and stable Jason, the player who had a huge list of girlf

A warmth in her eyes, a spark that no paper could contain. “No,” I whispered. “This isn’t over.” The tabloids loved to pair my name with others. Models, actors, even royalty. The pictures showed smiles, champagne flutes clinking, bodies pressed together under flashing lights. But it was all smoke. Distraction. There was no intimacy in them, no meaning. My lovers — if you could even call them that — were temporary, their faces blurring into each other. They wanted the billionaire, the empire, the myth. Not the boy who once sat at a locker with chalk-stained fingers, staring at a girl he thought was sunlight itself.

In my past life, whenever I had a conflict with Juliana, I was always deemed the one at fault, as Zachary consistently took Juliana's side. In addition, our arguments were always the talk of the town, with them always dismissing me as nothing more than a narrow-minded country bumpkin with a vindictive streak. "What is there to apologize for when I hadn't even uttered a single word? Do you expect me to prevent her from groveling before me just because she's spineless, Zachary?" Juliana's gaze registered a momentary surprise as she realized that she had failed to provoke me and was met with a challenge instead. She quickly resumed her desperate performance, her eyes brimming with tears while s

"How many times had I told you? The company's cash flow was tight lately. Once we secured the Southside development project, I'd buy you a ten-carat ring to make up for it!" As I looked at the face that destroyed my family in my previous life, my stomach churned with disgust. "Jason Gordon, did you not understand plain English?" I wrenched my hand free. "I said I don’t want to marry you." "What is this nonsense now?" He drew in a deep breath, forcing down his anger as he adopted the magnanimous air of someone bestowing mercy. "Claire, there were so many elders and reporters here today. You embarrassed me in front of everyone, and I'm letting it slide.