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59. The Rejection
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2024-10-29 19:42:56*Stacie*
She rejected me. Eliza rejected me. I had done nothing wrong, I had been patient, caving to everything she needed or could have possibly wanted and she rejected me. The pain was horrific. I let out a scream, but I would not cry. I would not let her have the satisfaction. She made a choice. A very clear choice and I was not about to allow her to break me.
“I, Stacie MaComb, reject you, Eliza Bronzetail, as my mate and life partner.” I wasn’t about to accept her rejection. But I wasn’t going to spare her the pain either. She wanted this, she was going to get it, and it was going to be done my way. It was her turn to crumple on the floor screaming in pain. I heard footsteps coming from behind me. I knew what this looked like, but I was going to trust in Aranelda. He was my Rane. He would know the truth, wouldn’t he?
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