Novel & Cerita You Will Always Be My Favorite What If

What if things had been different? What if… My chest tightened. What if I had never lost them? The babies. The ones that never got the chance to live. If they had survived… Would everything be different now? Would Alexander still have looked at me the way he used to? Would he have stayed? My throat burned as another thought followed. Maybe he wouldn’t have cheated. Maybe we would have been… happy. A family. Two boys. Two girls. Just like we used to talk about. A broken laugh almost escaped me, but I swallowed it down quickly.

We sat in silence for a while, the cool night air wrapping around us. “Do you ever wonder?” I asked quietly. “Wonder what?” “What it would be like… if things were different.” She looked at me, her gaze intense. “Different, how?” " If you had not left that day... You might have been happy with Mihir. He loved you."

I would do it all again if it meant my life would always be with my sweet girl. The End!

The girls trusted my decision, but they believe that I will tell him eventually But eventually could mean anything. It could be today, next week, or after the baby arrives. I reached out for the plate of apples but found it empty. A laugh bubbled up in my throat. Jezz I was eating a lot. I placed the plate aside, leaned back in bed, staring at the ceiling, and just like that, the ‘what ifs’ came back again What if my heart never stops loving Kellan? What if I never move one? What if he moves on and finds someone else who won't be burdened by his lifestyle?

Chances are they'll be good friends. But... Everything was as she wanted it to be without the word "what if". Có

He slowly takes my hand, placing a light kiss as a drop of tear falls on my palm “In this life time, in the next, or the next after, no matter how many times I am to be reborn, I would love you like I have always loved you, ‘ALWAYS AND FOREVER,” he says, as he calmly drew in his last breath.

Honestly speaking, she was already used to that. She would never be affected by their coldness and aloofness anymore. Emmett sighed while staring at Jean. "Over these years, I've been thinking … If I hadn't gone to Resovia before you but waited to leave this country with you instead … would our outcome be any different?" Jean's grip on the steering wheel tightened by the slightest fraction. She started recalling her past. Back then, it did seem that Emmett was the only one who was able to save her.

“Have you ever wondered if you made a different choice, you would be happier? You know, like if you were born into a difficult family, or if I went for another foster family?” “To answer your question, Nope.” She rolls her eyes up again. “Alright, obviously you are happy with your life. But for me, the possibility of alternative realities always makes me ponder, if I made a different choice back then, my life can somehow be better. Like what if my mom was right? What if I did sin? What if by making bad choices at that night ——like wear the skirt that night——I gave you ideas so you assaulted me. ”

But I can’t afford to leave him, but I will die if I stay. What if I die? Will they be happy? Am I such a worthless person, so I should just die? Maybe they would be even happier if I lost. Everyone hates me, especially my parents, I don’t know why they are so mad. I do everything they want, but why do I still seem to be wrong?

There was no doubt that I loved him to death but somehow I couldn’t shake away the fear that crept in me. The what if’s were endless and among all, one stood out the most. What if Ollie became Viktor once we were married? Now that, I would never be able to recover from it.