I Choose You Mga Nobela at Kwento

In the end, she gambled away all her savings, her car, her house… and eventually even herself. While I was preparing for my new wedding, I suddenly received a text message. 'Cassian, it's Phoebe. Please lend me some money. I only need 100 thousand. I'll pay you back 200 thousand later.' I didn't reply. Soon, another message came. 'Fifty thousand is enough. I'll return 300 thousand tomorrow. Please help me. If I can't pay them back, they'll beat me to death. Cassian, after all these years together…'

I gripped my phone as my stomach churned violently, acid burning its way up my throat. Jeff Ellison's lazy voice continued through the speaker. "It's not enough? Fine, I'll give you another million. "Say something. What, are you mute now? One million isn't enough for you to waste? "I'm giving you this money so you can uphold the Ellison family's reputation. Don't embarrass me outside. And stop pulling this divorce nonsense. I don't like hearing it."

The next morning, the first thing I saw when I checked my phone was a post that had already blown up. "Love knows no distance. If two hearts want each other, nothing can stand in the way." Attached was a photo of Shawn and Madison, smiling at the camera like they were the leads in some teen romance. He was holding a Blackridge University admission packet in the picture, while she showed off her acceptance letter to a junior college. I hadn't agreed to take him with me.

He wanted to know that she would be okay. "I love you," Alexander said after a long silence between them. Annie looked up at him, tears still streaming down her face. A single tear fell down Alexander's face. "I love you, and I want you to choose to stay with me. You can freely leave the house, just come home to me. Please, I love you, I can't lose you." Annie pushed her head back into Alexander's chest while she absorbed his words. She didn't know what to say, or how to react.

One of them then placed a foot on Kevin's face. I looked down at him, my voice chilling. "Kevin, consider this your last warning." With that, I walked away, leaving his cries behind, leaving the past I'd once known buried in the dust. After Kevin was taken to the police station, I eventually heard the news—he had jumped to his death, unable to pay his debts. But that no longer mattered to me. At that moment, I was backstage, holding a bouquet of flowers, nervously waiting for my bride. Today was my wedding day. My bride had been introduced to me by my parents—a well-matched young woman, gentle, kind, and intelligent. She was someone I could partner with in business and life, someone who coul

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…”

“Sarah and Tiana were kidnapped. They wanted money, revenge. I don’t even know anymore. They called me there. Said I had to choose who to save.” Martha froze, horror etching into her face. “I tried to save them both,” he continued, shaking his head violently, tears spilling now. “I swear I did. But they wouldn’t let me. They said, ‘One life. One choice.’ Sarah was begging… she was looking at me, and I—” his voice broke, “—I saw Tiana. She was pregnant. I couldn’t… I just couldn’t let her die.” He pressed his palms to his face, sobbing. “I chose Tiana. And Sarah—” He choked on the words. “Sarah got swallowed by the fire.”

HE LOOKED AT HER LIKE HE HAD NO IDEA HOW TO RESPOND. SHE WAITED, SHE WANTED AN ANSWER. "MAYA, I'M SO SORRY. I REALLY AM. YOU KNOW THAT I REALLY LOVE YOU, I HAVE ALWAYS LOVED YOU. BREAKING UP WITH YOU BACK THEN WAS A MISTAKE, IT BROKE ME MORE THAN YOU COULD REALIZE. BUT I WAS THINKING OF YOU WHEN I MADE THAT CHOICE. I WANTED YOU TO HAVE A HAPPY LIFE AND DID NOT WANT YOU BURDENED BY MY ILLNESS. I HAD NO GUARANTEE THAT I WAS GOING TO SURVIVE I WOULD RATHER YOU BE UPSET WITH ME OVER A BREAKUP THAN SPEND YOUR LIFE MOURNING ME. I THOUGHT WHAT I DID WAS THE RIGHT CHOICE AT THE TIME AND I AM TRULY SORRY FOR THE HURT THAT I CAUSED YOU."

After I started college, my mother announced that she would be giving me my living expenses in installments. "Hank, you're grown up now. To teach you how to manage your money, I've decided to give you your living expenses in installments." At first, I assumed she meant she would send my allowance once a month. At worst, maybe once a week. But on the day I checked in, she walked around the cafeteria, then transferred $6.80 to my bank account. I stared at her in confusion. "Mom, you sent the wrong amount." She shook her head with a smile. "Silly boy, that's your lunch money for today. I already picked out the cheapest meal for you. Just get the set lunch from that place. From now on, you

“Because I choose you, Isabelle. Every day. I don’t care if part of your heart belongs to him. I don’t care if your mind keeps pulling you back. I’m not leaving you.” The words hit me like a storm. My chest heaved, my hands clenching over my bump. My voice came out barely above a whisper, trembling. “And if I… if I can’t choose you? Even now?”