He Chose Her So I Left Novels & Stories

Alive. She stepped to his side, fingers trembling as she reached for his hand. It was warm. Still him. A sob escaped before she could stop it. Ava leaned down, resting her forehead against his. “You don’t get to leave me,” she whispered. “You promised.” Her breath hitched. “I didn’t choose you because I was afraid,” she said softly. “I chose you because you stayed. Because you stood between me and the worst of the world.” Her tears fell onto his knuckles.

“You’re sick.” His mouth curved. “And yet you came with me.” She looked away. He reached out and gently lifted her chin with one finger. “Don’t,” he said. “You don’t get to pretend this was all me.” Her breath stuttered. “You chose me,” he said softly. “Even without knowing who I was.” She hated that he was right. “Get dressed,” he said, standing. Her head snapped up. “What?” “You’re leaving,” he said. “For now.”

Opening it, he saw the pictures and my text. [She is the one for you. Sign the divorce agreement, and you'll be free.]

I pushed the door open and carried her in, laying her down on the bed. I turned, about to leave, but her hand caught my arm. I looked back. Her eyes were half-closed, heavy. “I was hoping…” her voice was barely a whisper. “You’d change your mind… and choose me, Aaron.” I said nothing. “I know that’s impossible,” she continued softly. “So… I’m choosing to leave.” Silence hung between us. “Good night.” Her grip loosened, and her eyes closed.

When I was eighteen, Rowan, the Alpha heir of Shadow Pack, promised that once I graduated from the Healer Academy, he would take me to the werewolf capital for New Year’s Eve. When the countdown reached zero, he would propose and make me his future Luna. Ethan, the Beta heir who had grown up with us, even laughed and promised that he would be there to watch Rowan put the ring on my finger. Four years later, we finally arrived in the capital. But just before we were supposed to leave for the celebration, I suddenly developed severe stomach pain and had to stay behind at the hotel. Rowan and Ethan took Lily, who had recently returned to the pack, to the central square instead. After taking som

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But now, her tears could no longer bridge the distance between us, an impassable chasm we could never cross. We were destined to remain on opposite shores. "I've already made myself clear. I don't feel anything for you anymore. If you keep this up, you'll only make me despise you even more." After she left in a daze, I gave a self-mocking laugh. Love that comes too late is worth nothing. What use was her words now? She'd chosen Gideon back then, and she should have known she'd end up like this. I loved her for so many years, and I put up with the two of them for just as long.