Wrong Choice Romane & Geschichten

Good solution, my ass. I don't see a good solution to my problem. Because if I choose the right one I will still cry. I’m still the loser in the end. I will still be left behind. I will be miserable. Though I have an option, I'd rather live miserably than snatch an innocent child's right of having a complete family.

Something was wrong. •••

He said slowly, "Life is a journey of choices. Make the right choice, and your life will go in the right direction. There's no reversal in this world if you made the wrong choice." Everyone dared not speak up. Tiff looked at Wilbur. He made those big shots lower their gazes like they were being lectured. She was indescribably shocked. 'What the hell is going on?' she thought. "Someone made the wrong choice, so they have to pay right now." His tone was emotionless, but everyone instantly had goosebumps.

I did a mistake and I was not sure if there was a way to undo it. Fuck…

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

She was dead wrong. ****

A premium adjustment. She wasn’t wrong about her assumption. I should’ve thought of it. I should’ve known better than to walk in here with my shoulders back and my chin up like the last four years hadn’t happened. Like I could just walk back into the world and the world would simply make room. Stupid. The word settled in my gut like something swallowed wrong. The parole bracelet felt heavier suddenly. More visible. Like everyone in the garage had stopped what they were doing and was staring directly at it.

The slower approach was chosen, and the slower approach was the correct one, and the cost was worth paying. ---

A message that he was unfit to stand beside Frostfang's heiress in public. Dorian tightened his grip and raised the tool. The first blow came down hard enough to smash my knuckles against the metal edge. White-hot pain shot up my arm. My breath caught. For the first time that day, real panic hit me. "I was wrong," I said quickly. "Take the car. I shouldn't have fought you for it. Just stop." Swallowing my pride was better than letting him destroy my hand. But Dorian only smiled. "Now you know how to beg? Too late."