Clementine:
It was then that they suggested I go through another rejection, like they were claiming.
I stayed in my seat and watched them, noticing the tears on my cheeks. Why the fuck had I been crying a few minutes ago? I couldn’t remember.
What the fuck was this place? Who were these people? And who was the handsome guy sitting right next to me?
Why the fuck was he staring at me like I belonged to him?
"I’m tired," I muttered, letting them decide what to do.
At this point, I wasn’t going to throw a tantrum and assume they were trying to hurt me. It was obvious they cared about me and that something was wrong.
They were trying to figure it out. Instead of making it harder or forcing them to chase after me, I stayed seated and let them find a solution.
"It doesn’t seem like Haiden wants to reject her," one of the girls spoke up.
She looked timid and tilted her head to the side, her expression open as she glanced at the bulky, muscled man nearby.
"That’s not what I said. When did I say that?" the man snapped at her.
So Haiden needed to reject me. That meant he was my mate.
Who was she? And why was she upset?
"Well, it’s pretty obvious," the girl replied. "The minute Leysa suggested it, you were just staring at the guys. And I mean, it’s fine. After we get divorced, after we reject each other, you can just marry her."
As she finished, I realized they were married.
It was just that we had a long history, so it took me time to process everything.
"I have to adjust to the idea," Haiden responded. "I need to see how I’ll feel rejecting her after chasing her for so long."
He didn’t offer much explanation, but I started piecing things together. Then he caught her hand and turned her toward him.
"I will reject her. I have you beside me now. Why don’t you understand that I want you?" he insisted.
He spoke with so much emotion that even I could tell he meant it.
"But I’m not going to force you," she added.
The girl pulled her hand free and crossed her arms over her chest, still defiant.
He slapped his forehead, then straightened when his eyes landed on me.
I realized I had been staring at them too hard. I probably looked like a creep.
"Clementine," he murmured.
Suddenly, flashes of the past hit me. His face. Our friends. Arguments. Fights.
Then it all faded again, gone in an instant.
"I loved you a lot," Haiden began, stepping closer before lowering himself onto one knee in front of me.
"I did my best to steal you. I even pushed Oriana into Ian’s bathroom," he confessed. "I’m glad you don’t remember that."
As he said it, he rolled his eyes and pressed his hand to his chest.
Then his gaze shifted to Ian, who had been glaring at him like he wanted to hurt him.
"But I do think you don’t belong to me. And to be honest, I’ve decided to pursue the woman I once left midway," he admitted.
As he spoke, he turned to the girl staring back at him, her arms still folded over her chest. She looked cute, giving him just the right attitude.
"I really wish you the best," he continued. "But I want to tell you one thing. Even after the rejection, we’ll still be friends. We’ll sit together and talk badly about our mates behind their backs."
He clicked his tongue and winked at me, and I couldn’t stop the smile that formed.
Then he held out his hands.
Without thinking, I placed mine in his, and we rose to our feet, facing each other.
"I, Alpha Haiden, reject the wonderful woman, Clementine."

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