Actually I Was The Real One Novels & Stories

Now, he walked back in with them and saw Cecilia slumped on the couch, completely deflated. "The truth's out," I said, spreading my hands lightly. "What you do next is your family's matter." I turned to leave, but Charlie quickly called out to me. "Harps, is it too late for me to win you back? I swear I know my terrible mistakes now." The night when I heard the recording, Charlie reached out to me. He laid everything out with full transparency, as if trying to rebuild trust from scratch, only to realize I had been ahead of the curve.

No one would get away with anything this time; that was a promise. The crowd dispersing allowed me to finally get to my mother, Kali. I stood before her and smiled, ‘Hi…’ She looked deep into my eyes, ‘Are you… another illusion?’ I looked at my friends, who were standing on either side of her, keeping her close. They both gave me a sympathetic look. ‘No,’ I uttered, holding a smile, ‘I’m the real deal. It’s me… Mother, it’s me.’ Kali looked at me, confused and helpless.

he kept saying. It wasn’t okay. Nothing about that was okay. I stood up and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. “I’m not real,” I said. The words sounded insane out loud. He grabbed my shoulders. Not rough. Just enough to ground me. “You are.” “I wasn’t even hers.” “You are,” he repeated. “You’re real. You’re here. You’re breathing.” “But she ordered me.” My voice broke on the word ordered. Like I was furniture.

He was seated at the center there and there fixing his hair as he leans back on his chair. "Miss Kenba is this really your real name?" What? Am l caught red-handed or they are just testing me. There is no way that they know who l am. "That Nagara bastard could not keep the dog on the leash." I hear Shiba talking. Shoot. They know him. It was fast as the Anata guy moved as fast as lighting pinning me to the wall. "You thought we were stupid hah...." he spat as he got uncomfortably close to me. Opening his eyes so wide that a fly would fit in.

" Are you for real? " " Yeah " I don't say the part where I am never trusting him again and he's smiling like an idiot.

I am not broken". Emma and I said at the same time. "AhaHhaaahaaa" that witch laughed and then said," If both of you aren't broken than who is the one which is broken. Is it me? Denying the reality doesn't change it but it'll make you feel better". Emma and I looked at each other and then again to that witch. She continued," One is trying to fight with none other than himself and the other is trying to fight her destiny. Oh, it's so interesting. But remember that the fight with your own self is the harder one. Tell me. Why are you both here?"

she whispered. I Took One Final Step Forward Closing the distance completely. “You’re not the original,” I said quietly. Her Breath Stilled “Neither am I.” A pause “But I’m the one who chose to live.” Final Cliffhanger The moment our foreheads touched The world exploded into light. Memories. Voices. Screams. Truths. And one final realization hit me Neither of us… was the real one.

I said very quickly " What the hell is your problem? I am not proposing to you... Are you her Personal Assistant? " " No, but I am her boyfriend... " I said calmly. The expression of his face changed. " What??? " He almost shouted and looked at me and then at her. She just closed her eyes. " You are kidding right??? " " No, she is my girlfriend. You can ask her or any of my friends. " I said with a smile. Maurvi was blushing and I was amazed that she did not deny it.

It's fucking real! "R-real? If you were real, do you think I would run? No! I wouldn't run from Rezoir if you were real, and one more thing: who am I? I am not even your damn girlfriend! I'm just a woman you can take to bed. "I'll make you my wife, but you're the truth, no more!" I cried, and he was stunned. "W-why do you have an idea... like that?" "How the fuck did you come up with that idea?!”

“Alright, thank you. How did you know the Luna would fall for this? How did you know she wouldn’t barge in on us and notice the difference between you and the real—.” She paused, contemplating her words. “And the real what?” I followed immediately. She let out a fake cough. “I mean, the fake Alpha because of course, you are the only real one here.” I ran my eyes over her before looking away. “Better. I like your choice of words, but to answer your question— did she catch you?” “What do you mean?” She asked, staring at me blankly.