Paula Choice Steps Novels & Stories

she answered. I bite my lower lip thinking hard. "I can talk to father, he can agree in letting you stay," I said quickly. "No princess, I can't stay behind even if the king did agree, to me you and the ladies are my family, I can't choose sides, so I would rather disappear" she answered. "You are not being fair Lauren, you are not really giving me a choice here" I whispered feeling tears swell in my eyes. "I am giving you a choice Paula, so? What will it be?" She asked seriously.

with a hint of irritation in her voice. Kevin was going to argue back but saw me coming and asked me, “Alright let’s see what lily chooses, so lily apple or banana?” looking hopeful that I will choose banana. I looked between them and said, “Come on guys people can like both, it’s not like fruits get offended.” rolling my eyes, “Now come on I’m hungry.” They nodded but continued arguing, they didn’t even hear what I said. I just shook my head at their childish act and followed them checking my phone for any messages. I saw messages from my friends asking me if I liked the town, the school and how was my day.

The system pulsed. The window was closing. Evelyn closed her eyes. Just for a second. Not to escape it. To face it. When she opened them— something had changed. Not hesitation. Not fear. Decision. She stepped forward. Closer to the table. Closer to both of them. Her hand lifted slightly— hovering. Not yet choosing. Not yet acting. But ready. The room stilled. Even the system seemed to pause— waiting. And then— Evelyn moved. — But no one knew which choice she made.

Cole behind her. "And I heard Richard Reed from Reed Group is her father too." My father and my husband had both somehow become hers. I pressed my lips together and smiled. "Don't worry. I'm not sad." I went to the restroom and called my mother, who was living across the ocean. She had always supported my choices. On the phone, she did not scold me. She only said gently, "Sweetheart, I respect whatever you choose. "Some things have to be lived through before they become lessons."

I come closer to her and explained everything about how Schina got embarrassed by everyone, Paula covered her mouth out of shock and stares questionably at me. "Why are you staring at me?" I asked. "That was not on intention. It was the choice of our President. I even tried to encourage him to reconsider his choice, but he refused." I explained. "Is that true?" Paula was doubting my innocence. "Yes, it is. The truth is, they haven’t known each other before and I don’t even know her," I told her cynically. "I see. What are you planning to do now since she's already gone on your way?"

He has to learn from it and move on. Mr. Paolo decides that the first step is to call Chloe tomorrow morning to review what went wrong with her plan. He wants to understand exactly where the mistakes were made, so that he could tell her to avoid making them again in the future. He reviews the planning and execution, and he sees several areas where things went wrong. He makes a list of these mistakes, and he thinks about how to fix them. This process helps him to feel more in control, and less overwhelmed by the situation. He feels like he's starting to turn a corner.

About forty-four minutes later, I felt the swift change in the air when Jace, Ian, and Nate walked in and my stomach was instantly filled with nerves and fear. "Dance time." Paula rushed out dragging me away from the bar into the crowd. Paula had chosen a sexy red dress that barely covered my butt, with a halter crowl neckline, the back was cut low to the middle of my back and I paired it with my red stiletto heels. Paula had opted for a coffee dress that came down to her mid thigh but her boobs were on full display.

"You know, it really disappoints me that you of all people would say that kind of thing," Paula stated, her eyes fixed on Yolanda as her voice was heavy with hurt. Yolanda met Paula's gaze, her lips pressed into a tight line. She felt Paula's disappointment like a lead ball in her chest. "Paula, you need to exercise extreme caution. I only did what I did because of the people around. They're powerful, and they could make things difficult for you."

That steak? Pauline didn't ask for it. She blew every paycheck on clothes—never food. Luca stared at the half-slice, then gripped my leg tight. His voice was soft. "I don't want it. You can have it, Dad." Tony froze. His expression turned sour. "Zoe, what lies have you been feeding him now? You won't stop till he's just like you—cold and selfish." Then he turned on Luca. "And you—I pay for your education so you learn some respect. Not to sit around whining like a victim. Maybe you don't need school at all! And forget meat—if you won't eat, I'm done buying it for you!"

But Charles… Charles needed me. I stood there, frozen in place, staring up at Paul as though I hadn’t heard him right. The words refused to fully register, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. "Tie up Sibel?" How could he ask me to betray her like that? How could he ask me to choose? Paul look at me with a sly smile. He knew exactly what he was doing, how impossible the choice was. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t cry. I was so stunned, so disgusted, that even my tears abandoned me. “What… what kind of monster are you?” I finally managed to whisper. "The clock is ticking Jolie. What is your final choice?" Paul said coldly.