I Choose Myself Deepti Novels & Stories

I wiped the tears from my face, suddenly calming down as I said, "Did you know? I'm actually an orphan. I once wished to stay here forever. After all, compared to the cash reward and everything in the real world, your love was what I craved most." My gaze swept across these people, who were in immense pain. "But I've found a new home and people who truly care about me. I won't stay here anymore. If worst comes to worst, I'll just die again. This life was never really mine to begin with!" Sophie loosened her grip, the obsession in her gaze gradually turning into despair. "I'll let you go… I'll let you go…" Letting go of me, Sophie suddenly picked up the paring knife on the floor and plunged i

How rude do you have to be to say something like that to someone? I offer a faint smile, as if the guy I want more than anything—you know the one I fooled around with and gave my virginity to—didn’t just instill a little self-consciousness inside me. The same self-consciousness I thought I’d managed to dispel this morning before shimmying into the green mini skirt. He’s the one I wanted to see me in it. The only one I thought about when I chose what I wanted to wear today.

"Not because it is easy. Because it is yours. Choose to be individuals even knowing it will hurt. Choose to struggle instead of surrendering. Choose—" The Architect's power surged. "Choose me and end your pain. Choose certainty over struggle. Choose—" "—us," a small voice interrupted. We turned. A child stood at the edge of the crowd. Maybe eight years old. She had been one of the duplicated consciousness. Now she was unique. Afraid. Crying. But standing. "I choose to be me," she said. "Even though it is scary. Even though I do not know what me means yet. I choose to figure it out myself instead of letting someone tell me."

For the first time since I woke up in this world with broken memories and borrowed pieces of myself… I’m not choosing between men. I’m choosing myself. And somehow, Dimitri understands that better than anyone…

After multiple similar suicide attempts, Ivy's threat no longer work for them. "Get down now. It's embarrassing when others know about this." Mike frowned, growing extremely annoyed with Ivy's desperate attitude. "Dad, Mom, are you going to let them insult me?" Irene was fed up with Ivy's desperate attitude as well. "You don't love yourself. You keep threatening us with your life. We have had enough." They knew that blindly indulging her would only boost her arrogance. She would only get more and more arrogant. Ivy looked at Mike and Irene, as well as Keith who looked disgusted. She had made her decision. She looked down at the air mattress that was already properly set up by the firefighter

ONE MOMENT IT IS RAINING THE NEXT MOMENT THE SUN IS SHINING, SOME PEOPLE SAY CAPE TOWN WEATHER IS LIKE A WOMAN'S MOOD, ALWAYS CHANGING. SHE WENT TO SIT DOWN AND PLACED HER CUP ON A COASTER ON THE COFFEE TABLE. SHE TOOK A DEEP BREATH IN AND SLOWLY BREATHED IT OUT AGAIN. SHE WANTED TO CLEAR HER THOUGHTS. SHE NEEDED TO DECIDE WHAT SHE WAS GOING TO DO. SHE COULDN'T KEEP THIS SITUATION GOING. SHE NEEDED TO MAKE A CHOICE. SHE KNEW SHE LOVED BOTH AND SHE LOVED THEM IN DIFFERENT WAYS. THEY WERE BOTH SO DIFFERENT, SHE JUST COULDN'T BRING HERSELF TO CHOOSE.

" I love you, Ishani! " Mujhse Pyaar tum Karte Ho par tumhari Zindagi ki zaroorat main banugi, Tumhe pata bhi nhi chalega kab tumhare dil, jaan mei sirf Mera naam hoga' she thought in her mind (you love me, and I'll become the need of your life, you would not even know when I'll become your heart, life... You'll only have my name in your heart) " you love me? " she asked.

I was going crazy. My whole life I wanted to meet the female version of myself... to feel normal for liking another human. When Mr Nova claimed we were all the same person it made sense. She was me. She was the person I had been wishing for my whole life. She had beautiful black hair and these amazing brown eyes. She was absolutely beautiful, far more than when Isla walked onto that stage. Even when she was thin, pale and bent over to throw up.

"The apartment’s not for sale! It’s not for sale! Get out!" I gave the realtor a brief look. "We’ll follow up by phone." After the realtor left, Diana stood there, staring at me in disbelief, tears streaming down her face. "Nathan… are you serious?" "I told you–there’s nothing between me and Vincent! The one I love is you!" I looked at her, almost amused. "Love me?" "Diana, the person you love most has always been yourself." I called security and had her escorted out. Then I dragged my suitcase to the car Uncle Gordon had sent.

the way you treated me the way you behaved with me though it was a acting though I felt it like a dream I loved it even though those are very small moments I loved every moment its because may be no one treated me in the way you treated me finally when I realized that I love sid : nayani me : doctor what happened to her doctor : we are sorry she is no more me : no don't say that protect her please rishi say them to save her doctor : sorry @NAYANI POV@ the person whom I believed is wrong the people whom I tried to harm were still caring about me can I correct my mistakes I was proven wrong in everything the moment when I seen deeksha trying to harm avishka I thought my life is a lie so why no