Not Worth Dying For 소설 & 이야기

Worth the suffering. Worth it all.

When a steel beam came crashing down, he bore the crushing weight alone and ended up dying in the fire. During Dad's funeral, Alicia had cried until her throat started to bleed. She almost fainted from the grief. But now, she'd specifically gone to meet Randall Larkin, her childhood friend, just to help him save the 100 dollars he would've had to spend on a cab. In the hall, I continued to stare at the urn. My last memories of Mom kept replaying in my mind. Before we left, we'd both been thrilled that the family would finally be reunited.

I'm not a mindless animal… not entirely. "And what is the purpose of those fights in Yarmint?" I ask Klein, leaning back on my chair again, "I'm interested. What are those poor guys dying for?" "Money, obviously," he snaps at me. "Oh, right... sorry, I'm privileged enough not to worry about money, I forget it's even a thing sometimes," I say, only to get on his nerves. And it works, so I smile, "Well, I guess it makes sense for some people to die for it. It's honorable, even. But if you're planning to live in Ellington maybe you should consider the possibility of getting a real job."

“I think you’re willing to do anything if it means saving lives.” Her lips parted, but no words came. The silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken things. Then she whispered, “I’m not worth it.” I inhaled sharply, my jaw tightening. “Don’t say that.” She shook her head, her gaze dropping to the floor. “I’m not worth it, Edward. How many people have already died because of me? How many more will?” Her voice wavered, and for the first time in a long time, she looked truly lost.

Nathan strolls out of the darkness and sits beside me. “Are you going to sacrifice your life?” He asks. “The life of one outweighs the life of the many,” “Is that how many will die if you don’t?” He asks. “I am giving you the best opportunity to save Jo and defeat Millicent.” “At the cost of your own life.” I nodded my head. “It won’t stop with Jo. Millicent will come for you, your family, and everyone in your kingdom. That is worth dying for, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Can’t.” “He’s not dying.” “How do you know?” He stepped into the room, slow and cautious, like I might break apart if he moved too fast. “Because I’ve seen Cian walk away from worse. He doesn’t know how to quit.” “Maybe this time he should’ve.” Kieran’s jaw tensed. “You don’t mean that.” I shook my head. “Don’t I? He nearly died for me. Again. And for what?” “For you.” I turned to him, eyes burning. “Exactly. For me. And I don’t know if I’m worth that.”

“I don’t deserve to live when they can’t.” “So you’re going to let this all be in vain?” Laurence knew she was getting somewhere when she didn’t respond. “You need to live and figure this out for them. What use was any of this if you’re all dead? All of this would have been for nothing.” “You don’t know anything.” “Then tell me what you think I have wrong, because I’ve lived this life and I know that this is toxic. It ruins how you feel about yourself and it will sabotage every relationship you have.”

" then why did you have me feeling like I was losing you or was it your way to scare me into waking up and seeing what I really have because I do know what I really have I might not sure how I feel physically but I do really care about you deeply and I love you unconditionally." " I don't know part of it was to make you appreciate what you have because I don't feel appreciated by you I don't think that you appreciate me for everything that I do and everything that I have to bring to the table that's no only me putting out fires that used to order it and recently you had to put wires that my ex's started but I've been putting out fires that you will access started one of them almost killed me

Two people cannot say the same thing and be wrong so it meant that she has to be really careful with her. The conversation still went on and the ladies said confidently that they didn’t care whether she was the biggest killer in town but they have to fight for David. If they lost and die in the fight it was worth a try. “I think everyone in this group is crazy, what the hell is special with that man that all of you want to die for him. If you talk about being handsome there are a lot more men who are handsome and have wealth at the same time. What is all this nonsense?”

He flashed me his full set of teeth, but there was nothing friendly about the action. “Is winning really worth risking your life?” An older man scoffed shaking his head at the rest of us, “You young people have a lot to learn. This is a game, no use killin’ yourself trying to win.” “I’m confident in my abilities, old man.” The guy with the slick smile snorted, brushing back the dark strands of his oily hair. His head turned and his eyes met mine as he spoke his next words. “If anything’s worth dying for, it’s this.”