Novel & Cerita I Can T Choose

“For now.” “For as long as she chooses to be.” That’s the problem. Because choice— Is something I can’t control. And I’ve built everything on the assumption that I can. I exhale slowly, the tension settling into something heavier. Quieter. More honest. “I thought I could manage this,” I say. “You still can.” “No.” The word comes out without hesitation. Not defensive. Not emotional. Just… certain. “Why not?” Because I finally see it. Not as a possibility.

I agree with her. I'm done listening to people tell me what I can and can't do. I'm done accepting that I'm powerless. Even if fighting gets me killed, at least I'll die knowing I tried. "Listen to me," I call out again, louder this time. "All of you. I know you're scared. I know you think there's no way out. But there's always a choice. We can choose to fight. We can choose to resist. We can choose to—"

I’m done being the wife who waits around to be chosen. I’m choosing myself now. And if that means burning everything down in the process, so be it.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

" I love him and I'm sorry, but if I have to choose between you and him, I will love you both. I will choose you both. But if you make me choose then I will choose him." I played with my fingers, knowing that I was pouring my heart out in front of my family too. But it needed to be done and I should have done it sooner. " I know I did wrong by not telling you. I know you're pissed off but we can't help who we love Mira." I throw my hands up. " We can't choose who we fall in love with, it just happens. But what we can choose is who we let go." I shook my head. " And I won't let go. I'd choose you both but if you force me to choose I will choose him because I won't let him go. And that's my c

My eyes were burning, and my throat was tight with words I couldn't force out. Tyler sighed, acting like this was some great moral dilemma. "It's late. There's no way we'll find a lactation specialist right now. It's not like I can do it, right?" Regina let out a soft, pained moan from the bed, but when Tyler said that, her eyes lit up with expectation. In front of a newborn, I couldn't even find the right words to describe how disgusting they were. Swallowing the nausea rising in my throat, I forced out a single sentence. "Do whatever you want."

" To be honest, I wanted to know the same thing. Why had he suddenly changed his opinion of me? Evan frowned impatiently. "Shut up!" he yelled at Evelyn. He thought for a moment before explaining to me. "It wasn't that I didn't want to help that day. I was honestly powerless." "I'd already forgotten all about it, so don't bring it up again." My voice remained cold as I turned around to leave. "Wait." Evan caught my arm. "I misunderstood you before. But after seeing you risk your life for someone who wasn't even related to you, I realized I was wrong."

They simply coexisted, nestled between us like shadows in soft corners. Eventually, I pulled back just enough to look at him. “I chose you,” I said. He stilled. “I chose you, Lucian. Not just because you’re my fated mate. Not because of some prophecy or ancient tie. But because when I thought you were gone…” My voice cracked. “It tore something in me I didn’t know could break.” His hands cupped my face, his thumbs brushing under my eyes. “I tried not to hope,” he said hoarsely. “I told myself I didn’t deserve to be chosen. After everything. I got tired of living. But when I woke up and saw your face…”

" I love him and I'm sorry, but if I have to choose between you and him, I will love you both. I will choose you both. But if you make me choose then I will choose him." I played with my fingers, knowing that I was pouring my heart out in front of my family too. But it needed to be done and I should have done it sooner. " I know I did wrong by not telling you. I know you're pissed off but we can't help who we love Mira." I throw my hands up. " We can't choose who we fall in love with, it just happens. But what we can choose is who we let go." I shook my head. " And I won't let go. I'd choose you both but if you force me to choose I will choose him because I won't let him go. And that's my c

No one answer⁠ed. ‍I tu‍rned to⁠ face them. "You want me willing? You kee​p saying yo‌u need me to c‌hoos​e th‌is. To coo‍perate.‌ But how am I suppose‌d to choose anything when I⁠ don't⁠ ev​en know⁠ what I'm c⁠hoosing?​"​ ‍ "Some things take ti‌me to expl‍a‌in,‍" C‌aelan said.

There is no one strong or wise or brave enough. There is only me, as flawed as I am. And another impossible choice. I can’t hurt her. And I can’t let her go.