It's Your Choice Reading Answers Novels & Stories

Do I have a choice? ******************************************

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.

he said to himself. In Above The Hills academy, Jaden just finished having his economics test which seemed to go well with him. Luckily for him, the questions came out from the last page of his book that he read before sitting for the test so the answers were still fresh in his head. Sadly for the rest of the students in the class, they found the questions difficult. although they read, but it was very easy flipping through that page cause it seemed cheap and irrelevant.

shocked! I am very surprise! Well it should be because it's a surprise quiz damn it! "There's no choices so you have to give all the knowledge you've learned from me," "Aw! Sir! Is there nothing easier?" Some gay asked. "There is. But it's a 100 items. You can choose though. With multiple choices but 100 items or 30 items without choices?" Damn him! He even gave choices huh? This is so sabotage! How dare him do this to his students?

The space between us tightens, and I feel the others behind him shift, not in defiance now, but something closer to uncertainty, something breaking. Jax exhales slowly behind me, but he doesn’t move, not even a little. “Then what is it?” the Alpha asks. The question hangs between us, and I don’t think, I don’t hesitate, I just answer. “Choice.” The word settles, and the pulse inside me spreads again, soft but wide, touching everything, not forcing, not demanding, just existing, and I watch the moment it reaches them. One wolf behind the Alpha lowers his head slightly.

And with that, he go on his way as he walked towards where the path would lead to his father. When you were solving a problem of a match that comes with computation and then you saw that your answer was the same as what is was written on the choices. Wouldn’t you feel happy for getting the right answer? When you weren’t sure about something and you just go by and choose what you guess what it is, and then luckily you got what the right choices … wouldn’t you feel blessed somehow? “ Do you think that I have been choosing what us the worst all my life… I am not sure why there’s something in me that was telling it. It was one of those right choices I have made so far.”

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Not “Mrs. Wolfe.” Ava Sinclair. She picked it up, heart quiet and loud at once. Sat. Unfolded it. Began to read. “No contracts. No promises. Just a choice.” “I choose you. I choose you without cameras. Without pressure. Without anything owed or expected in return.” “I choose you on the good days. On the days you forget why you started. On the days when silence is the only language you can speak.” “I won’t ask you for forever.” “I’ll ask you for tomorrow. And then, when tomorrow comes, I’ll ask again.”

A boy stood at the end of the row, a higher-year, his face half-shadowed. “It’s just a book,” I said, forcing steadiness. His smile was thin. “Not that book. That one’s poison if you don’t know what you’re doing.” “I wasn’t—” “Relax.” He raised his hands. “I’m not going to report you. Just… don’t go looking for answers you’re not ready to hear.” I narrowed my eyes. “And what answers would those be?” He studied me a moment, then shrugged. “Like whether the Choosing chooses you—or if something else already has.”