I Will Always Choose You Novels & Stories

"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!" That was the last straw. I finally snapped and lunged at her without thinking. "You know exactly whether everything you've gotten was because of you or because of me!" Evelyn didn't flinch. Instead, she became more brazen as she sneered and asked, "How do you think Morgan will destroy you when he finds out you hit the woman he loves?" I didn't stop. I went at her like a madwoman, clawing and striking with everything I had.

“I will always choose him.” I will always choose Tyler. From now, until then.

“I love you. I just want you to know that. I love you so, so much.” I grinned and leaned over to kiss him. “I love you, too.” “I know that I've been a little nervous with the baby coming,” he admitted. “But, it's just that I love you. That you chose me.” I grinned at him. “I choose you,” I said. “Every day, I choose you.”

And that was enough. "I choose you," Davidson pronounced, the words simple, unqualified. "When I was a wife, a mother, a believer, I chose you. When the world called me a traitor and a slut, I chose you. When I was in that courtroom and saw my children vanish, I chose you. I will always choose you."

And then it raised its head And spoke in my voice “You were never meant to choose love You were meant to choose me”

"I think you're the chosen one for me." What?

Aiden’s thumb brushed it away before it could fall further and that almost made it worse. “In you,” I said quietly, “I found something I didn’t know I needed.” My voice softened. “Peace.” Silence settled around us, wrapped by an unusual kind of warmth. “I choose you,” I finished. “Not because I have to and not because it’s easy. But because it’s real.” I exhaled slowly. “I choose you. Always.” Aiden didn’t speak immediately, he just looked at me, like he was taking it all in. “I wasn’t looking for anything,” he said.

“That I had to earn it through resilience, through sacrifice.” I shake my head slightly. “You showed me that love is not a reward,” I say. “It is a decision.” His fingers tighten around mine. “I choose you,” I whisper. Not dramatic. Not loud. Just true. “I choose you in the quiet mornings and the chaotic nights. I choose you in arguments and in laughter. I choose you when we are strong and when we are afraid.” My breath trembles. “And if I ever forget who I am again,” I add softly, “I know you will remind me.”

“There’s always a choice. There’s always something else we could’ve done, you just didn’t want to take the risk.” His voice rose slightly, frustration slipping through. “Not when that risk is you, Leo! Not when it means I could lose you in the process!” I froze. “So it’s always me?” I asked quietly, my voice steadier than I felt. “No matter what happens, no matter who gets hurt, it always comes down to me being the one you choose?” He turned to me then, no hesitation in his answer. “Yes. I will always choose you every single time, without question.”

“I promised never to make you cry. If need be for the tears, it has to be when I'm inside you, when you can't handle the pleasure. And now here I am, doing exactly the opposite.” I swat his arm playfully “Micheal, you're so naughty.” He wrapped his hands around me. “I will be anything for you, baby. I just don’t wanna lose you. That's the truth.” I stared at him. “I want to be someone you really choose. Not because you have to, but because you want to.” “I want you, that's why I chose you ” he said without hesitating. “And I will choose you every time. Over and over again.”