I Choose You Novels & Stories

She stood in the center of the crowd, surrounded by warmth and noise. Compared to her, my side of the office looked almost deserted. I stood alone in the corner. She smiled at me. I looked away, put on my coat, and left. That night, Ethan came home with his usual cool, effortless expression. I still could not stop myself from asking. "Ethan, did you invest in our company?" He looked up. Our eyes met. His expression barely changed. "Yes." I asked again, "Why did you choose us?"

“Um, so I’m here to finally make a decision about my future. Well...I have two really great options. And though Wrenworks and Windsor Ascension are amazing companies, that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about two men that are sweet, caring, funny, and make me feel like I can fly. I love them both very much and I know they love me. But I can’t have them both...believe me I tried.” More laughter insured as I took a deep breath. “So after a lot of thinking and stressing and pain, I’ve come to decide who I choose in all of this mess.” I locked eyes with Lee and then Grayson. They looked as though they would faint. “I choose...me.”

Choose us. I held my breath, waiting. This was the moment. Where it all went wrong or right. Kade rose, and with him, I did. He cupped my face in his hands, grey eyes dark and fixed only on me. "I choose you." Emotion roughened his voice. "I choose us. 'This family we arebuilding'; I choose it. No contracts. No clauses. No force or obligation. Just choice."

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"I believe that God created you for me to love. He picked you out from all the rest cause He knew I'd love you the best!" "I choose you. And I'll choose you over and over and over. Without pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat, I'll keep choosing you".

"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 b

I looked at them, each pleading with their eyes for me to choose them but I was confused myself, I shut my eyes for a moment, opened them, and stared at him. “You.” I pointed. “I choose you.”

I thought that I would marry either Antonio or Matteo and officially join their family. I only understood now that their feelings for me paled in comparison to their affections for Sophia. No matter how deep their love for me ran in our youth, it proved to be fleeting and ephemeral with the passing of time. There was no reason for me to cherish feelings that didn't exist. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. The diamonds sparkling on the dress looked identical to the wedding dress of my dreams when I was a child. I looked at Antonio and Matteo and said seriously, "I'm willing to marry him because he's the only one who didn't hesitate to choose me."

The vows are the ones we wrote together at the kitchen table on a Sunday morning with coffee and the Eiffel Tower in the window, simple and specific and entirely ours, and when it is my turn, I look at Vincent and say them without looking down at the paper because I know them by heart because I wrote them from the heart and there is no distance between those two things. "I choose you," I say. "Not from proximity and not from need and not because I don't know any other way. I choose you because I know exactly what I'm choosing and I want it completely. I choose the man who tells me ugly true things and waits when I need waiting a

"We just need each other." They stood beneath the oak tree, the sun rising behind them, and spoke the words they had been meaning to say all along. "I choose you," Nathaniel began. "Not because it's easy. Not because we're perfect. I choose you because you make me want to be better. Because you see me—the real me—and you stay anyway." Victoria's throat tightened. "I choose you too. Not because I need you. Because I want you. Because my life is brighter with you in it. Because you taught me that love isn't about never getting hurt. It's about getting hurt and choosing each other anyway."