When She Said No Novels & Stories

she said and I blinked, " You're joking right,” I asked and she shook her head, " No, there would be no wedding, the wedding has been canceled,”

I wanted to know her, beyond the professional confines, beyond what she showed everyone at work. There was a directness in her 'No' that almost made me chuckle. The way she expressed it, with a hint of sass and a dose of humor, was unexpectedly amusing. She claimed she didn't want to spend another night with her boss, but something about her tone told me there was more to it.

Finality. “I have to go,” she said. Ken felt it then. That drop in his chest. That sharp, sinking certainty that whatever he was about to say might already be too late. “No,” he replied immediately, shaking his head. “No, you don’t,at least not now” She exhaled through her nose, almost a laugh, but there was no humor in it. “Ken—” “Don’t,” he cut in, stepping closer now. “For once can you listen to me .”

She said as she tried all of her best for me to understand her. "Why should I?." I finally asked after so many hesitation and glaring at her. "You don't tell me what to do woman! I tell you what to and right now, I say no. My No is No and my Yes is Yes. I told you to get rid of that thing but you refused, you don't want to and do you think that I would want to spend the rest of my life with you? No, never would I ever thought of a thing like that, not even in my dream."

She picked it up and stared at the screen. I miss you. Come back to me. Taking a slow, deep breath, she pressed the side of the phone and turned the device off. She was starting to hate electronics. She raised her head to face Noah. “Sometimes people don’t get that no means no.” He nodded. “This is true.”

“That’s what you all say before everything falls apart.” I held her gaze. “And yet I’m still here.” That time, her expression shifted. Just slightly. But enough. Then she leaned closer. “Stay away from him,” she said softly. I didn’t move. “No.” That single word changed everything. Her eyes sharpened instantly. “…what did you say?” I looked at her properly now. “I said no.” A tense silence followed. Then she smiled again. But it wasn’t real this time. “Then you’ve made your choice,” she said.

“No I'm not." I raise an eyebrow at her and she sighs "Look, I was drunk and furious. I wasn’t thinking straight and you're Alexander Kincaid for God sake” “But you still said ‘I do.’” I smiled, "You even chose the chapel who wedded in and what does me being who I am have to do with anything" She throws an arm over her face. “Oh my God. I need an annulment.” “No.” That gets her attention. She sits up again, hair falling around her face. “What do you mean no?”

I stopped her again, “Rose, I didn’t hear a 'Yes', turn around and say it that you understand me.” Reluctance in every move, she finally turned to face me and said through gritted teeth, all the while her eyes shot fire, “Yes. I understand.” I raised my brows and she finished saying, “I will not meet him. But, I have to talk to him.” “No.” “But—” “No. The conversation is finished. You can go.”

That isn't what I meant. I let go of her and stood up slowly. The shakiness was mostly gone. I felt steady again. Now that you know how to say no, Sombra added, sounding very proud of herself, you just have to learn when it is the right time to say it. I looked at her suspiciously. That husky smile was still there. I couldn't tell if she was being deep or if she was just messing with me. "Are you being serious right now?" Always, she insisted, letting out a soft huff of air. "Fine. I’ll take your word for it."

Despite sharing a kiss with me this morning, she dared to say no to me? I scoffed. “No one ever says no to me.”