All Chapters of Rejected : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Istand behind the counter of my shop, a wave of pride washes over me.Just a month in, and customers were already trickling through the door, each one a reminder that I am building something meaningful.I can feel the warmth of my accomplishment, the promise of a fresh start.My encounter with Ruine still lingers in my mind. I am still surprised, I didn't have a melt down right there, Infront of him. But I am proud that I held my head up high while I was trembling within.The bell above the door jingles, and my heart sinks as I look up to see Ciara strutting in like she owns the place.“Well, well, look at you, Casma. Nice little shop you’ve got here,” she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm.I can see the smug satisfaction in her eyes, and for a moment, I feel the familiar anger bubbling inside me.She always had a way of getting under my skin, but I refuse to give her the satisfaction of a reaction.“Thanks, Ciara. I’m really proud of what I’ve built,” I reply, forcing a smile. I

After leaving the place I knew I had to make things right with Casma, and the first step was to end his marriage with Ciara. I gathered my courage and filed for divorce, but I quickly realized that Ciara wasn’t going down without a fight. "What the fuck is this Ruine? We had an agreement. No divorce until I get my sister's company! I am not accepting this" Ciara yells following me around the house. "I want a divorce Ciara and Cecily left the company to me and my daughter. I am not just going to stand there and let you have it" I tell her."Oh. You can't take my money away from me. The company belongs to me!" She yells."Watch me" I tell her and leave the house. As I sat in his office, staring at the divorce papers, I could almost hear Ciara’s voice echoing in his mind. “You think you can just walk away from this? You owe me, Ruine!” Each word felt like a reminder of the battle ahead. I had to prepare myself for the emotional turmoil that was coming. Ciara was not just going to le

As I stood there, the golden sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the serene landscape. The gentle rustle of leaves and the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore created a perfect backdrop for what I was about to do. My heart raced as I rehearsed the words in my mind, each syllable filled with the weight of my emotions. I had been waiting for this moment, and now it was finally here.Casma stood beside me, her laughter ringing like music in my ears. Every time I looked at her, I was reminded of how lucky I was to have her in my life. She was my confidante, my partner in crime, and the love of my life. I could still remember the first time we met, how her smile lit up the room and how effortlessly we connected. It felt like we had known each other for a lifetime, and every moment since then had only deepened my feelings for her.As we walked along the beach, I felt a sense of calm wash over me, but the nerves were still there, bubbling beneath the su

As I stood in the living room of my new home, the sound of laughter and chatter filled the air, wrapping around me like a warm embrace. It was a vibrant tapestry of family and friends, each thread woven into the fabric of our lives. Today, we were celebrating not just the arrival of my miracle triplets—two boys and a little girl—but the love that had brought us all together.Ruine and I decided to name them, Kiara, Nikolai and ColeI could hardly believe that just a few weeks ago, I had endured the most brutal labor of my life. The pain had been overwhelming, but the moment I held my babies in my arms, all of that faded away. They were perfect, tiny bundles of joy that completed our family in ways I never thought possible. The boys, with their dark curls and bright eyes, were already showing their personalities, while our little girl, a delicate beauty, had a quiet strength that reminded me so much of Ruine.Now, as I looked around the room, I felt a surge of gratitude. My son and his

As I walk down the familiar high school hallway, flanked by my two best friends, Kelsey and Taylor, the weight of anticipation sits heavy on my chest. I can't help but share my innermost thoughts with them,"Guys, can you believe it? This letter could change everything for me. The boarding school acceptance is like a golden ticket to a whole new world."Their encouraging smiles and nods reassure me, one of them chiming in, "Annika, you're destined for greatness, and this is just the beginning." Taylor says.I don't think I could through highschool without these two. Wait a second, lemme rephrase my sentence, I don't think I could go through life without them.They've been with me since the 3rd grade with little Bobby Jnr called me an Indian rat.Taylor punched him in the face while Kelsey stepped on his toes.We have been friends since.Taylor Mason is the daughter of the town's and her mom is a nurse. She comes from a stable home with average income. She is an only child so she is s