บททั้งหมดของ THE REJECTION: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Felix’s POV Sarah looked at me curiously, wondering how I had known her favorite food. Honestly, I hadn’t. It was purely coincidence, or maybe fate. What I had cooked was actually my own favorite meal, something I had perfected over time. I had no special insight into her preferences, yet somehow, I had gotten it right. There was no logical explanation. It just happened, and maybe that meant something. Spending time with Sarah tonight had been everything I hoped for and more. Every second felt magical. Her laughter, her voice, even the way she carried herself, it all had this powerful effect on me. I couldn’t stop looking at her. She was glowing, vibrant, and so full of life. I was completely taken. I felt like a teenager again, discovering love for the first time. Everything about her just drew me in. I had finally gathered enough courage to tell her that I wanted to know her better, to get closer to her, to build something real. But she politely turned me down. She said it was

Felix’s POV Lately, I feel like Ella is just disturbing my peace. I don’t even feel like talking to her anymore, not even a little. She calls me whenever she wants, without even thinking if I’m busy or not. Her excuse this time? That I hadn’t texted her the whole day and she was “worried” about me. Honestly, it’s all starting to feel so boring now. Predictable. Repetitive. She told me she would be coming over because she missed me, and also because I supposedly had something important to discuss with her. Well, I guess it’s fine. She has every right to come over, we’re still together, after all. At least until we break up. After that, she’ll have no business being here again. I made sure to get home early today so I could clean up the place. Not just a regular clean-up, I had to make sure I erased every single trace that Sarah was ever here. Ella couldn’t find out that I had brought another girl to the house. I don’t think she’d be able to handle it. Not in her state. Just as I

Felix's POV I know Ella is thrilled about all the wedding preparations, and I can see the joy glowing in her eyes every time she talks about the ceremony, the decorations, or even the smallest detail like the table arrangements. But me? I was overwhelmed with boredom. I wasn't excited, not even a little. Deep down, I knew this wasn't what I wanted anymore. I used to believe in our love, or at least, I thought I did. But now, it’s all clear to me, what I felt for Ella was nothing more than friendship. Pure companionship, not romantic love. Somewhere along the way, my feelings shifted, and I couldn't pretend anymore. I wish there was something I could do to fix this mess. Every day, I feel the weight of my silence growing heavier. I wish I had the courage to tell Ella the truth, that I no longer love her. But how do you break the heart of someone who has given you their whole life? Someone who trusts you completely? That kind of betrayal would be cruel. It would destroy her. And I

Ella’s POV I had finally found the perfect dress for my wedding, the one I had always dreamed of wearing. It fit me beautifully and felt like something straight out of a fairy tale. As I stood admiring it, I couldn't help but smile. In just a matter of hours, I would be leaving my parents' house for good and starting a new life with the man I loved. The thought of becoming Felix’s wife filled me with joy and excitement. He was all I could think about. Every second, every heartbeat, every flutter in my chest was for him. Since we were so close to the wedding day, I knew it wouldn’t be proper for us to meet, but I couldn’t resist hearing his voice. So I decided to call him instead. It was only a day before our big day, our special day. My heart danced just thinking about it. "Felix, what is it?" He answered, his tone sharp and flat. His response threw me off completely. I paused, stunned. Why did he sound so cold? So distant? My heart skipped a beat. Wasn’t he happy? This was the

Ella's POV “Felix, please… I cannot live without you. Don’t leave me, not today. It’s our wedding day, my love. Please, my darling, come back,” I cried, my voice trembling with desperation as I watched him walk away from me. My heart was shattered into pieces. I stood there frozen, unable to make sense of what was happening. How could he do this to me? After everything we had been through, after all the dreams we built together, how could he just walk away like that? I was so deeply in love with him. How could he say he loved someone else? How could he choose her over me? “Why, Felix? Why would you do this to me today, on the day we were supposed to become husband and wife? Am I not good enough for you?” I sobbed, tears pouring down my cheeks like an endless stream. I didn’t care about the guests anymore, the stares, the whispers, the shock that filled the air. None of it mattered. The only thing I could feel was pain, raw, gut-wrenching pain. Seeing Felix walk out on me at the