Novel & Cerita I Can T Choose

I wasn’t running from something I couldn’t face. This time… I was choosing. Choosing to walk away. Choosing to let go. Choosing my way out.

"Love can't be pushed, Abigail." "But that's how our love worked —" "It's not pushed, Abigail. Our love for each other has never been pushed. It's our choice. I choose to be with you because I want to. I choose to be with you because I can see my future with you, I can see you with me in bed. I can see you making my day better, I can see you giving me children, I can see you marrying in altar, I can see you being my one and only, and so on. I wouldn't choose someone if I can't see everything, Abigail. Even if I like or love that person, if I can't see anything, then I wouldn't stay. I choose you because it is you. I choose you because you are my comfort and rest for everything."

ONE MOMENT IT IS RAINING THE NEXT MOMENT THE SUN IS SHINING, SOME PEOPLE SAY CAPE TOWN WEATHER IS LIKE A WOMAN'S MOOD, ALWAYS CHANGING. SHE WENT TO SIT DOWN AND PLACED HER CUP ON A COASTER ON THE COFFEE TABLE. SHE TOOK A DEEP BREATH IN AND SLOWLY BREATHED IT OUT AGAIN. SHE WANTED TO CLEAR HER THOUGHTS. SHE NEEDED TO DECIDE WHAT SHE WAS GOING TO DO. SHE COULDN'T KEEP THIS SITUATION GOING. SHE NEEDED TO MAKE A CHOICE. SHE KNEW SHE LOVED BOTH AND SHE LOVED THEM IN DIFFERENT WAYS. THEY WERE BOTH SO DIFFERENT, SHE JUST COULDN'T BRING HERSELF TO CHOOSE.

And I wait for the moment I can leave this all behind. Even though I know I’ll never really leave him behind. Because I’m in love with a man who won’t choose me. And leaving doesn’t change that. It just means I chose myself instead. Finally.

Mary told him, she looked down at her hands. “No Mary, we will set a date now. Tell me a day that works for you.” “You know I’m not that busy, we can work around your schedule” Mary told him. “We both know it isn’t true, you just cancel the things you are planning when I say that I’m free” Tenac told her. She shrugged again. “It’s easier for me to cancel my things. Bettina doesn’t mind” “That doesn’t mean that it’s right. Please look at me Mary” Tenac pleaded. Mary hesitated but then looked at him.

“It’s no longer mine to give.” The imposter started to literally turn red with anger. “Also, you’re wrong,” I continued. “That version of her is *everything* to me. In that world, the most beautiful, kind, intelligent, brave, and strong woman I will ever know loves me.” I took a step forward. “And you couldn’t even hold a candle to any part of her! You are not real! SHE is real! She is what I want. I don’t want power, or riches, or to rule the world! I barely want to rule one country! I want her. That’s all. You can’t tempt me with any of this!”

I told him sternly now. “I’m not— okay.” He muttered, giving up, while I turned to face the strange kid from nowhere. “I can’t shift!” I started to say to him. “I’ve been cursed with my wolf’s rebellion from a very young age and my inability has followed me even to my present age so tell me how someone as dysfunctional as me can be what you say I am. Tell me how someone like me can be chosen for such a fated role?!” I voiced. “You don’t understand me because you don’t know me. But if you get to know me, you’ll realize that I am the last person that would be selected for this— or anything significant.” I told him.

“I read your file back at the orphanage. It had a summary of your past. I knew right then that I was going to adopt you.” “Why were you adopting anyway?” tears were fighting in Maia’s eyes but she pushed them away. Mr. Sween sat down next to Maia, placing a hand on her leg and looking directly at her. “Maia, my wife, she wanted kids so badly but she can’t carry them. So, after some discussion, we chose to adopt.” “But you never really answered why you chose me. If you read my file or whatever, big deal. You should have chosen anyone else there.” the tears were fighting stronger now but she continued to fight them as she crossed her arms and took a deep breath.

he went on and on warning everyone that we should be careful and shouldn’t roam around alone until the police catch the murderer. I didn’t listen to the entire speech still thinking about the cruelty of our world. People treat others as if they are nothing, destroying themselves as well as others. How can they do it, how can they kill someone so easily? But I could never understand why they do these things. Some people say that these people are mentally sick but are our minds so weak that we become mentally ill? Or is it that they could stop themselves but simply gave up every urge to be human. I believe that we can choose not to do these things and saying that they were ill is just making e

It’s hopeless “Can’t I at least choose once? at least a man, do I really have a bad taste in men, well I don’t know, yet. But they always controlled me, tell me what to do. I love them both but this? this is too much. I’m already adult for God sake, yet they treated me like I’m eight years old.”