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Not disappeared, I could still hear Matteo's badly stifled laughter at something, still saw Sofia dabbing her own eyes in my periphery, but none of it mattered the way Nathan's face mattered, watching me walk toward him like he'd genuinely feared I might not arrive. The vows themselves I remember precisely, because we had written them ourselves, carefully, over months, refusing anyone else's language for this particular promise. "I choose you," Nathan said, "not because circumstance requires it, not because anyone else decided it for us, but because every single day since I met you has made me more certain that choosing you is the best decision I will ever mak

I stood to leave. Alex shot to his feet and caught my hand. "Then what if it's not pretending?" "Grace, can I be your real boyfriend?" "I don't just like you — I love you." "I've been in love with you for a long time. You probably didn't even know I existed." "Back when you only had eyes for Darian, I told myself — if that's what makes you happy, I'd watch over you from a distance for the rest of my life." "But now the ceremony's been dissolved. I don't want to give you up to anyone else."

Brennan's Side I never liked the matching system. Cold numbers deciding who you would spend your life with. Callum felt the same, so we filed an appeal together. It did not matter. There was still the one-year trial period. I told myself I only had to get through it.

Only Joel and I knew whаt wе ѕhаrеd, whаt wе hаd bееn thrоugh tо асhіеvе thе lоvе most оthеrѕ dеѕреrаtеlу ѕеаrсhеd fоr all thеіr lіvеѕ. “Please choose me. I could make уоu ѕо hарру. I’m fаllіng fоr уоu, Iz, please gіvе me a chance.” Hіѕ words ѕеnt a ѕhіvеr through me. “I саn’t,” I fіnаllу сhоkеd out. “Cаn’t оr wоn’t?”

Zavian whispered softly, taking a step closer and holding her hand. Isadora turned to Damian, but he looked unfazed, like he had a quiet confidence that she would choose him. Perhaps, just maybe, choosing could actually help prevent the fight between them. “I choose…” her eyes darted to Damian, then back at Zavian. “I choose…” she whispered, staring at them with a heart full of desire and a pussy which was currently dripping and pulsing with a mad desire for the two of them.

It was only then that I realized he'd been giving me what she had rejected. The million-dollar necklaces were cheap pieces she'd turned her nose up at, the designer gowns were in styles she didn't like, and every one of our intimate moments was just him venting on me after she'd refused him. The more I heard, the more hollowed out I became. Yet Evelyn didn't stop rubbing salt into my wounds. "I'll be frank with you. Your precious Morgan isn't the only one who loves me. Your parents do, too! They said that they'll give me your family's fortune once I'm fully recovered. Then, I'll marry Morgan in grand style!"

"All those years we almost lost each other. Femi. Sophia. The distance. And now we're here. Still almost." He turned to face her. "Not anymore." Her heart skipped. "What?" "I don't want to anymore. I don't want to live in the space between almost losing and almost staying. I want to choose. Right now. Not tomorrow. Not when we're ready. Not when we've fixed everything. Now." She felt tears prick her eyes. "What are you saying?" He took her other hand. Turned his whole body toward her. "I'm saying I choose you. Not the idea of you. Not the memory of us. You. Right now. Even if we're broken. Even if we're scared. Even if we don't know how to fix this.

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