Choosing My Happiness Novel Novels & Stories

I nearly turned up late for work the next day. It was a good thing Harry had breakfast ready. He even gave me a hand with the toothpaste. He quietly waited for me to wake up. I had never been happier with Harry. A year later, I gave birth to a healthy boy. Lost in the bliss of the present, I slowly let go of the pain Kent had caused. Happiness came from a choice, not circumstance. By picking Harry, I chose a life of delight.

And in that moment, standing in the doorway of our soft, sleepy home, I knew one thing for certain— Happiness wasn’t loud. It was this. The laughter that still lingered in the air. The warmth of someone’s hand in yours. The quiet heartbeat of a house full of love. END OF CHAPTER 119

Harvey came and we had a discussion But as Harvey left my room earlier, I realized something that had been simmering beneath the surface for a while now—happiness is what I make of it. Life had been harsh, full of losses and sacrifices, but it didn’t have to be that way forever. I could choose to carve out moments of joy, to allow myself a taste of the happiness that had been so elusive. And in that moment, one person came to mind, someone who had been on my thoughts more than I cared to admit. Once inside my hotel room, I didn’t waste any time. I pulled out my phone again, this time with a sense of purpose that hadn’t been there before. My fingers hovered over the screen for a brief second

I had finally found true happiness. The End.

Your friends, your relatives, your children and even your husband but don't spend years trying to get back like I did. Choosing happiness is already vengeful enough. Life is too short to spend it getting back at. Choose your own happiness and see how easier that will be. “Annabel!” I turned round and saw my husband, the love of my life, the only man my heart beats for. Finally, it's home and happiness at last. As he took strides towards me, under the snow, I did not realize that my cheeks had turned pink and my whole body was on fire waiting for his touch.

It was the conversation I had secretly recorded the last time Trinity had come to the estate. I had made sure to fully charge the phone before I died. I wanted Nathan to hear, loud and clear, the true nature of the woman he had chosen, the woman he had been willing to let me die for. A long silence followed. His fingers trembled as he reached for the letter. He pulled out the paper inside and began reading. I had written down every detail of how I had saved him back then, every part of the story that Trinity could never know. The more Nathan read, the redder his eyes became.

"Sometimes I think I made so many wrong choices that I don't deserve happiness anymore." "That's not how it works. Happiness isn't something you earn through perfect choices. It's something you find in moments. Like this one." He squeezed her hand. "Are you happy right now? At this moment?" Crystal thought about it. The warm sunshine, the taste of chocolate still on her lips, Ahmad's hand solid and real in hers. The baby growing inside her, making its presence known with waves of nausea and exhaustion that somehow felt like hope. "Yes," she said, surprised by the truth of it. "Right now, at this moment, I'm happy."

I didn’t want to open this letter in front of them. “Kate,” my mother whispered, she was crying…again. It was like she could sense exactly what was going to happen next. “You deserve better—you deserve a man who would love you and not hurt you, you deserve happiness,” “What if I don't?” I questioned, “Not everybody gets to live a happy life—sometimes happiness is for a selected few and the rest are just left to make do with whatever life throws at them.” “You’re wrong. We all have a choice—always. You can choose happiness. You can choose to want these things.”

“Some parts are good but that doesn’t mean I chose it.” “So how do you live with it? The lack of choice?” “I don’t know that I do,” she admitted. “I just keep finding moments of happiness where I can.” “That sounds exhausting.” “It is.” She looked at me again. “But you should never stop prioritizing your happiness, Kaius.” We sat in silence for a while and in that time, I thought of everything carefully. Of how I might never truly find happiness if I chose to stick to the script to satisfy the elders.

“I couldn’t understand what makes you so happy and cheerful while I, on the other had no reason to stay happy. I thought it was dad. That’s why I started hating you more than before. Then I wanted to have Daniel, but again, you got your hand on him, adding a little more hatred in my bucket that I had for you. Then for the first time, I planned to kill you but even after knowing that you were with me with the same smile on your lips. To wipe out that smile from your lips, I didn’t realize that when did I bring tears to my eyes. It was the moment of eye-opening for me that ‘happiness is a state of mind, a choice, a way of living; it is not something to be achieved, it is something to be experi