Ok ok,
There are no choices. No Free will. There is nothing but a straight line.
The illusion comes afterward, when you ask ‘Why me?’ and ‘What if?’ , when you look back and see the branches, like a pruned bonsai tree, or forked lightning.
If you had done something differently, it wouldn’t be you, it would be someone else looking back, asking a different set of questions.
Cheers.