You Rejected Me Remember Novels & Stories

Even breathing. "I can't – I can't accept your rejection." Foolish words. The memories were too bitter to be revisited. He spat on me. Insulted me. Called me names and goaded me until I accepted his rejection. The pain made me blackout.

I couldn't let my excitement make me forget everything I had been through. "Well, that's nice to hear, but I'm finding it hard to believe something like that coming from you," I said, looking away from him. "What do you mean, coming from me?" "You once rejected me," I began, my voice breaking as memories of the humiliation came rushing back. "You rejected me in front of the entire pack, but now you're claiming you were attracted to me even before the rejection. Do you have any idea how much the rejection affected me? Do you have any idea what it did to my mental health?"

I held his hand firmly, “Besides rejection comes when a person truly doesn’t want things but I want you. Even if I say the words they won’t have any effect now will they?” “Try it.” He said, “Just say the words.” I sighed, “Yohan-” “Say it.” He begged, “Please.” “...” I stared at him, my gaze was soft while his was filled with stress, “Fine.” I cleared my throat and sat up straight, “Yohan, I reject you.” I said those words and we looked at each other for a while. Few seconds passed by and all we did was look around the room as the answer was on the walls or something.

Moana * "I’m sure that I didn’t mean that in reality," I whispered, thinking very hard about the rejection. I didn’t remember anything. The last memory that Lenora showed me was that I was furious at Alaric. Could it be possible that, in anger, I would have rejected him? I didn’t remember much about then, but I learned the same thing tonight, and I was pissed at him again, but I didn’t want to reject him. ‘I’m insecure, and I don’t want him to love me as his ex-wife. That’s it.’

You made your choice when you rejected me. I hit send before I could second-guess myself. A moment later, the dots appeared, indicating he was typing. **Roy:** *You’ll regret this, Selene. I promise you that.* I tossed my phone aside, feeling the weight of his words settle heavily in my chest. Regret? I had already regretted a thousand times over the moments I’d spent hoping he would choose me. The pain of his rejection still stung, but I had to remind myself of why I was here—to find my place in this new world and to fight for the future I wanted.

But now, in front of everyone, I'd bowed my head. I used my free hand to pry his fingers off my wrist, one by one. I took a deep breath and kept my voice absolutely level. "I was wrong back then. I was wrong to believe that if I worked myself to the bone for you, you'd keep me by your side." I watched his face drain of color. "I was wrong to believe that if I poured everything I had into building this pack, someday you'd actually see me. I was wrong to treat your three-year contract like a promise."

She practically begs me, and I laugh loudly at her face, making her furrow her brows in confusion. “I did reject him, Jasmine. Two minutes after I realized he was my mate. He won’t accept the rejection and is trying to get me to forgive him. Which means, even after his own mate rejected him, he still doesn’t. want. you.” I say slowly and as the realization dawns on her face, I see red fiery anger fill her eyes just as she lifts her fist to punch me.

The names tumbled from my lips, a distant echo that resonated deep within me as I leaned against my father’s bed, lost in a sea of confusion. “My mates? They were my mates? But, I rejected them?” The realization crashed over me like a wave, stirring fragments of memories that felt tantalizingly close yet frustratingly elusive, slipping through my grasp like sand. Why had I pushed them away? And what had I done to myself in the process?

"I'm sorry," I said, the words inadequate but necessary. "For forgetting. For what it did to you." "It wasn't your choice," Grace replied, her voice gentle. "The attack, the memory loss—none of that was your fault." "But what came after was," I acknowledged, needing to voice what had been building in me as memories returned. "Keeping my distance, not believing in the bond, dating Amber while you were suffering. Those were choices I made, even without full information."

For now, all I could do was cry and hope that tomorrow would be a better day, cried throughout the night. As I remember, all the love Alpha Blake and I shared in the past. He was so caring towards me and makes me feels what real love is, but I don't know why he later rejected me.The day of my rejection keeps ringing in my head till I fall asleep. The next day, I was reluctant to go to work, but I still went, after telling myself not to give up. I met Derick at the entrance of the company. He stopped me and asked, why I came here today because he thought I wouldn't be coming back again.