All I have are the choice I make.

 She believed that now, it will be easier.

And somehow, she felt this unexpected sensation of pure and quiet happiness. Doors were open, the road of possibility laid at her feet; fate was hers. She felt more free than she ever did, and maybe will probably be. Ad she had faith, not in love, not in humanity, not in God. Just in life. She understood every part of the word peaceful, and smiled at the victories as at the defeats. She was one again.