Novel & Cerita Reasons To Stay Alive Matt Haig

“Brother, believe me you will probably regret it if you finish me off now…” “Ha ha ha, isn't the sooner the better? Your rot is truly terrible to imagine! After hearing your story, I have no logical reason to keep you alive!” “Wait… There's a reasonable reason why I should stay alive… At least, as long as that brat is alive…”

“Or worse, she will take someone you care about and make you talk.” A shiver ran down my spine. “Emma,” Hailey’s voice softened. “To survive, you have to be heartless. If not for yourself, do it for those who lost their lives trying to tell you the truth. Mrs. Kim. Your mother. Don’t let their deaths be in vain.” I inhaled sharply, trying to steady myself. “You have my number,” Hailey said, stepping back toward her car. “Call me when you’re ready.” She slid into the black vehicle and drove off, leaving me standing in the blistering heat, my mind in complete chaos.

"It had been empty for hours. Someone took him out before the supposed murder." "Why?" Sophia approaches the monitors. "Why stage a death?" "Because," a voice comes from the door, "some people are worth more alive than dead." We turn quickly. Matthew Morrison stands at the entrance to the kitchen, his impeccable suit contrasting with the decay of the safe house. Alex draws his weapon, but Morrison just smiles. "I wouldn't do that," he says calmly. "Your children are sleeping, aren't they? It would be a shame to wake them with... unpleasant noises."

David said. "No. It'll hurt the same. Listen brother Nathan made a really delicious breakfast; I'll go and bring that for you. You won't need to eat me then." Matt replied. He completely forgot why he came here in the first place. "No." David shook his head. "Please." Matt came forward but keeping a distance to run away if things get bad. "Why not you huh?" David asked him. "Because I don't wanna die right now. I want to find my mate and live with them, like you and Alex. Please don't eat me." He held his palm forward to stop David.

Nothing serious. But Riley and Hammer were in surgery. Critical condition. Touch and go. Colt arrived at six PM. Burst into my room. Pulled me into his arms. Held me like he would never let go. "You are alive. Thank God you are alive." "Morrison saved us. If he had not shown up—" "Do not think about that. Do not torture yourself with what ifs. You are here. You survived. That is all that matters." "Riley and Hammer might not survive. They got shot protecting me. Protecting this operation. If they die—"

Adrian sat down beside me. "Scarlett, look at me." I didn't move. "Please." I turned my head. His eyes were filled with concern. "I know you're hurting. We all are. But we need to keep moving." "Why?" "What?" "Why keep moving? Why keep fighting? Marcus is dead. Voss is dead. The Apex is still out there. The virus is still spreading. What's the point?" Adrian looked at me. "The point is survival. The point is hope. The point is that we're still alive, and we have a chance to make things right."

Their words tore at me and I could feel the sting from their venomous lashes but there was nothing I could do as I focused on cleaning up the broken plate. “Stupid thing!” Agatha’s minion jibed at me as she kicked me again and it wasn’t until then that I realized just how hard I was hanging on to life. Why am I not dead now? Why am I still alive? All my life, I’ve been doing nothing but desperately trying to live to see the next day because I always held out hope that Mara and Daniel would let me go but I was wrong. They didn’t let me go and so there’s nothing to look forward to but yet, I haven’t found it in me to give up on life yet, I haven’t found it in me to let go of the thread I was h

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You're a pawn to him, nothing more, and something to stall the rogues with while he prepares for the real war. "I thought as much. But neither of us have sure proof, and I'm not abandoning Tahoe Village. I'll be dead sooner or later the way things are going, but even so, it's my duty to save as many villagers as possible. And if they can't be saved at all, then I'll be content to die trying. They're innocent. They have no part in any of this. Someone has to fight for them, and since it's come to me, that's what I'll do." Surprisingly, Matt only smiled. "I know," he said. "That's why I came here. To protect you. There might be something yet that'll turn the tide, who knows?"

Millie firmly said. Pierce was shocked to hear this. He looked at her in disbelief. "Then what's the point of me staying alive?" he instantly shot back. Millie was stunned. Indeed, people needed a reason to live. Pierce was born without the love of his parents. He'd lost his sister, his lover, and his career too. If everything he'd ever longed for was stripped away, it would be cruel for him to continue living. "Just stay alive. As long as you're alive, there's hope. What if you meet someone better in the future?"