Novel & Cerita Choose Me Or Lose Me

What lowlife is your sister off carrying on with out there? From an angle they couldn't see, Jenna watched me with a faint smile. A wave of helplessness crashed over me. I stamped my feet and denied it over and over. "No. No!" There was nowhere for all the pain in my chest to go. I gritted my teeth and lunged at Jenna. "You don't believe me? Then don't. "Claire is dead, and I'm done too. If I'm going down, I'm taking someone with me!" The stairs were right behind Jenna.

Ohh…shit, I have offended my lover, she has never behaved this way before, she just walk out me, definitely she hate this guy, but I like Kylas, to me he is nice guy, and he is very wealthy, with some of his footage I can be that rich also, but he is truly a ritualistic being, he will initiate me, No, over my dead body, I will not accept that; Wait ohh… Did she gave me an options? Choose Kylas or Choose me, hmm this is the most difficult time of my life, ohh, Cynthia why? I love you, you are such a nice girl to me, and I really want to learn a skill from Kylas, but I can not afford to lose you Cynthia, you may be a savior to my life, sometimes our life lies in our decision, is better I follo

Don't force erase traces I erased it more and more More and more, come back Hope everything will be fine Foliage, convey the message of my heart. Wind, take fly my taste. ~ Alisy a Cantara

And the answer became clear. “I choose you,” I said. The network went still. The core processed the selection. Then it responded. “Conflict detected.” What conflict? Then it said. “You cannot keep him…without losing everything else.”

Me three. ***

“Because all I see are two versions of me telling me opposite things.” The calm one took a step closer. “You are not choosing between two people,” she said softly. “You are choosing between two truths.” Isabella swallowed hard. “And what happens when I choose?” The calm one held her gaze. “You lose the other.” The words settled into her chest like weight. Permanent. Final. Her breathing grew uneven again. “I cannot lose either,” she said. The frightened one shook her head quickly. “You already did once,” she whispered. That sentence cut deeper than anything else.

I couldn't lose any more people, I knew that if I did, it would be the end of me. When I left the house, Ryan was there waiting for me. Leaning against the wall of the lady's house. Those words echoed in my head as I laid eyes on him, growing louder each time. "You will lose someone you love dearly." "To gain something, you must lose something in return. For that to happen, the course is to choose your destiny or let fate choose it for you." "Choose your destiny or let fate choose it for you." "To gain something, you must lose something in return."

I don’t know if my body is still screaming or if that’s only in my head now. I only know this: something is being taken from me, and I don’t know who I’ll be when it’s gone. The last thing I manage to think, before the pain swallows even thought, is a bitter, broken whisper aimed down the bond like a verdict. Don’t you dare let them make this choice for you again. Choose. Or lose me.

Takes my free hand. "Choose me if you want happiness," he says. "If you want to laugh every day. If you want Mira to grow up joyful. If you want light in your life. Choose me." He stands. Steps back. Caius goes next. Same position. Same intensity. "Choose me if you want honesty," he says. "If you want depth. If you want to always know where you stand. If you want Mira to grow up curious and questioning. Choose me."

I say quietly, my voice steady, “…we lose anyway.”