You Will Always Be My Favorite What If Mga Nobela at Kwento

And then suddenly, a cold thought started to itch at the back of my mind, the kind of thought that comes when you’re too happy, when the world finally feels right and you’re terrified of the 'what ifs. I pulled back just an inch, my fingers tracing the line of his collarbone. "Rino?" I asked softly. "Yeah, Tesoro?" "Do you ever think about... what if?" I swallowed hard, "What if things had gone differently? What if we never found one another again after everything that happened? Where would we be right now? What if that accident had never happened to Valeria? If she were still here, or if I had moved away and married someone else entirely?"

I feel like a sitting duck with nothing to do but wait for the hunter to decide when my time is up. Wait and obsess. Because as much as I know the past can’t be changed, I can’t stop myself from obsessing over all the what ifs. What if Hester never cast her spell, never messed with our lives? How could my life have been different? How much heartache would I have been spared if she’d never interfered?

It seemed like even though I knew I wasn't Ariella to them right now, it still hurt to hear him say I wasn't special. "Maybe I need to take my wife in front of the universe so that all will know that she's my favorite and everyone else is just a disposable play thing." My chest swelled as his words took ahold of me. I leaned back against him and closed my eyes. "She's your favorite." I said with a small smiled. I could go home now. "Can I." My smile dropped as any words I wanted to say got trapped inside of me. "Can you what? You want to be my favorite?" Alexander asked wryly.

’ Phoebe:’ ……. Me: ‘ Would have been sexy if he was my boyfriend and not a complete stranger.’ Phoebe:’ True, But you can change that pretty soon.’ Me: ‘ *rolling my eyes right now*’ Me: ‘ Does he think. I don’t have the basic essentials as underwear?’ Alexa:’ Or maybe he wanted you to match for later.’ Me: ‘ Not happening.’ Phoebe: ' If I was you I would let him do anything to me.' Me: 'Sweetie no.'

But as I climbed into bed, pulling Josh’s pillow close and breathing in his scent, I couldn’t shake the echo of his words. “If I’d never gotten involved with you, this wouldn’t be happening.” What if he was right? What if loving me was the worst decision he’d ever made?

I wondered if I was ever going to experience it, if I could be loved by a man I also loved. "All of this would have been so easy if I had just chosen Winston from the start," I whispered to the empty room. "But would it have changed anything? Or was I always destined to be broken first?”

So much like I could never be, no matter how badly I wanted it. Blinking back tears, I traced my thumb over the image and wondered… If she hadn’t been killed, how would my life be different now? Would I be back in Silvermist, living in a little cottage with a garden of my own? Would I have found someone who actually loved me for me, not just what I could give them?

What if I had pursued law school? What if I become a stewardess? What if I tried drinking so hard? and even the idea of what if I tried making out with a stranger like Divina? What If I tried hooking up with men like Gab? What If I tried dating someone from other countries like Thalia? What if I tried all of these back before? Could I be satisfied now knowing I'll be dying in a matter of moments?

What if Lucas and Ariana had not mated? What if I had not been kidnapped? What if I was not a vampire by birth? Every possible scenario ran through my head already, a million times. But then, some things were fate. I was one of the luckiest people in the world to be loved by someone like Ariana. She was a blessing to me, and I would relive this entire thing over and over again just for her.

Christian What if?" "Yup. Incidents that could happen if situations were different. What would we do over that", she says. "Sounds fun. But I have a condition", I say. "I guess we're never out of conditions. Okay. Say it" "You won't ask me what if I didn't find you or you were not in my life. Because I can't imagine or form an answer for it" She cracks up. "What?" I throw her a dirty look.