روايات وقصص ضمن I Am The Real One

“You just showed up where you weren’t needed.” “So me coming back to my house and asking for what rightfully belongs to me is a crime?” she asked. I let out a short, dry laugh. “Enough with the lies, we both know you’re nothing but an imposter.” Her eyes narrowed slightly, but her lips curved. “Well, that’s where you’re wrong,” she said calmly. “I am the real Isabella. And deep down, you know you’re not.” I let out a soft scoff and turned back to the mirror. “Fine. Believe whatever you want, now leave.”

"Don’t rush yourself to feel everything." I shook my head, my grip on myself tightening. “You don’t get it. I can't—” My voice cracked, and I sucked in a sharp breath, trying to swallow down whatever it was. "I don’t know what part of me is really mine. I don't know what was real and what was just borrowed time."

showing me my place. Who am I? My eyes shift to Alexei, and for a moment, I just stare at him, while I realize how wrong I was earlier, because the truth is that I am alone. He is standing before me, yet I feel like I have no one. He is not mine... never was... and never will be. A smile appears on my lips as I turn back to her. “I am?” My voice stays calm as I finish, “I am Irene. Just Irene.” My voice turns into a whisper as I say the last words.

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?!”

Zane screamed for the system to shut down And in the chaos, I felt the truth strike like lightning: *I am real. I feel. I remember.* Pain, love, fear — all of it. I opened my mouth, voice trembling but strong. “I’m the real Lena!” I screamed. “And I’m done letting you decide who I am!” The light swallowed everything. Then — silence. And when it cleared… only one Lena was still standing.

Gautam was looking at me as if he was confused. " No, it is serious this time. " " Yes and I am the princess of this country. " I said laughing. " Are you listening? You want to listen or not? " he was getting annoyed. Is he seriously serious?? " Ok... ok, tell me who is that poor girl? " " Well, it is... Prachi. " He said softly.

This guy knows how to drive me insane in less than a minute. "Anyway, should we catch up? We have so many things to talk about." He then seated next to me, gazing into my eyes like a predator to its prey. "About what? Wait, do I know you? Does my past self know you? Because I am Erina Arison--" Before I could officially introduce myself to him, this man's thick face halted me. "No, you are not." "Huh? I am not, what?!" Baffled, I catch my breath as I pondered. 'What does he mean?'

"Lily is going to be good too. I need to be better than good." "What does better than good look like?" Sofia asked. "Real," Ava said. "It looks real." Sofia nodded slowly. "Then be real." "I'm trying to figure out how to be real in front of four hundred people without it feeling like a performance of being real." "That's the whole thing, isn't it," Sofia said. "The moment you perform authenticity it stops being authentic." "Extremely unhelpful," Ava said. "Thank you." "I'm just identifying the problem. You'll solve it. You always solve things."

Existence demands me. I'm returning. To one reality. To one life. To one chance. Not as infinite versions. Not as merged collective. Not as eternal being. Just as Aurora. Mortal. Temporary. Vulnerable. Human. Real. I'm going home. Not forever. Just for now. And now is enough. Has to be enough. Will be enough. I'm alive again. In one reality. With one Kai. One Damon. One Zephyr. One Erebus. One Luna. One Hope. One family. One life. One love. One chance.

“what are you gonna do? Mom? What exactly? Freeze my account? Kidnap me? Ground me? I'm grown now. I'm no longer that puppet you used to have. You should know that” He said as he turned and headed for the door walking past his mother as tears were building up in his eyes. “Come back here! , you won't walk out on me!” She said this time, even louder as she turned to Mark, still having his back turned at his mother. Mark paused and faced his mother this time. “Enough mom, enough! I believe we were given one life by God so we could be the author of it and responsible for whatever outcome your decision gives. I'm done living as a pet, like a puppet you can manipulate to whatever acts it is that