Novel & Cerita It's Your Choice Reading Answers

“Whаt аrе mу орtіоnѕ?” “Ryan, Chаnnіng аnd Jаkе.” Wow, tоugh оnе. “Sеrіоuѕlу?” I аѕkеd. I wanted аll thrее. “Yеѕ, уоu have to сhооѕе,” hе сhuсklеd. “I hаtе thіѕ game.” I grоаnеd. “It’ѕ tоо hard making those kind оf dесіѕіоnѕ.”

Alizeh: "Areyy yaar I would have come, but B2 is very far and if they are not agreeing with you I am just asking you to make a wise choice na!" Varun: "Okay then, do whatever you feel like, at the end, the differences between us started na!" Alizeh: "What are you saying? Okay, you come here, I am not coming that far to give a quiz with them! There is no benefit in that!" Varun: "So according to you whom should I choose? I should give with you or with them?" Alizeh: "Give your quiz there, where you can score better simple as that!"

he said while smiling . " Ohh your family yes where is your family , I mean your mom dad ." I asked as if there really was no-one except him in the house . " Hmm I don't have anyone, I am an orphan ." He replied and his this reply again made me to ask God why he do bad with good ones .But I realised that I asked a wrong question so I again said sorry , I don't even know how much sorries I said him but everytime he just smiled and forgave me and again started telling about his friends .

What other choice do I have? “Do we have a deal?”

“Yes, I can. My true name is Fate.” My jaw drops. “You’re…Fate.” “Yep.” She confirms. I look at her. “And you can give me Grey?” She nods. “If that’s what you want.” “Are you kidding?!” I bounce in my seat. “Yes! A million times. Yes!” She puts her hands on me to stop me from bouncing. “Wait. You can’t make the choice that easily.” I stop. “Why?” She stands, walks a bit with her hands in her shorts pockets and turns. “There are a few….consequences.”

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"Dante. You knew I loved you for years. And you gave me nothing. I was a consolation prize. A substitute. An excuse to stay near Grace." "I didn't know—" "You never asked, Dante. You never once asked if being second place hurt." He couldn't speak. "Go back. I want to be someone's first choice." He stood there. Long enough that even the boy looked up. Then he turned and walked away. His back wasn't as straight as before. The yard fell quiet. Damien sat on the front step. The sun was warm. I sat beside him. "You heard all that?" I asked. He nodded.

Before opening the text message, River already felt a wave of dread rising in his chest. His heartbeat grew unsteady, and unease spread through him like a chill. He hesitated for a long time but eventually tapped on the unread message. As the words appeared on the screen, his face stiffened, the color draining from it.

WHO IS THE TRUE HEIR OF DAVID ASHFORD? Everyone stared at the words. Daniel frowned. "What kind of question is that?" Victor smiled faintly. "It isn't asking for a name." "It's testing something." Nick stepped closer. "There isn't even a keyboard." As soon as he finished speaking, four answers appeared on the screen. A. Blood, B. Power, C. Choice, D. Revenge. Claire frowned. "This is strange." Ariana looked at Nick. "What would your father choose?"

Not begging. Just … steady. Like, he doesn’t want us to see him break. Then the screen cuts to black. Words appear, white text on black. The asshole is getting creative. CHOOSE. Option A: Throwing a dice. Raped. Left alive. Option B: Rigged with a bomb that will tear limb from limb. Your choice will be recorded from start to finish for you to enjoy. You have 48 hours. My vision tunnels. Holy fucking flower bats. His choice is way worse than mine. His person … dead or alive. And knowing my twin, he’s going all out psycho right now.