Novel & Cerita I Am The Real One

“I know.” “I just needed you to understand that—” “I do,” I said. “I understand.” She smiled, trembling slightly against me. “This is the first real thing in my life,” I confessed quietly. “You know that, right? Before you, everything was… performance. Distraction. Noise.” “Luca—” “But this isn’t noise, Alessi. You’re not noise.” I cupped her face in my hands, making sure she saw the truth in my eyes. “You’re the only thing that’s ever been real.”

"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."

She repeated her name. "Welcome to Global Link Agency Miss. Bainer, everybody's dream company ." He smiled. "They say we generate money over here and we make our customers richer by the day. Have you ever heard of that?" He asked, smiling. "Yes, I have." She returned the smile. "And do you believe that?" He asked again. "Well, if I can be honest...." "Sure, go ahead. Be honest, please. It's just us here." He replied. "I really think it's just a perception. The workers here are obviously not magicians. Maybe our Agency has great investors and wealthy clients, I really can't say until I've become a full part of the system." She replied.

"Oh, it left an impression, alright. Mostly one of frustration and annoyance. You know, like usual." I grin, and for a brief moment, it feels like we’re back to our usual banter. It’s a small spark of normalcy in the middle of this chaos, and I’ll take it. "Hey, I’m the original deal. Accept no substitutes." Her smirk softens into something almost tender, and she looks at me like she’s trying to commit every detail to memory. "You better be. I don’t think I can handle any more fake versions of you." I step closer, keeping my voice light but letting the seriousness bleed through. "I promise, Sophia. It’s me. The real me."

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.

I said hello to him and ran back to pickup the phone. " Hello? Yes?" " Is that Maurvi?" Another call I am going mad. Wait, I will teach you a lesson. " She is not at home, beta. I am her mom. '' I said and Gautam looked at me as if I had grown two heads. His eyebrows were touching his hairline. Amusement started dancing in his eyes. " May I know who is speaking?" " Good morning aunty, actually I am her friend. But your voice is so young. It seems that you are merely 25. "

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.