روايات وقصص ضمن I Was The Real One

After five years of marriage, I found out my husband was in love with my best friend, the same one who stole my fiance. Betrayed by both of them, I decided to fake my death and disappear. There were two days left. After I sent the email, Lloyd Becker walked into the study. Just as I closed the email about my fake death plan, he gently hugged me from behind and casually looked at my screen. “Sending work emails?” “Yeah, just checking some work plans.” I tried to sound natural and smiled at him.

When it creaked open, I barely recognized the man behind it. Sunken cheeks. Hair completely white. My voice shook. "Alan. It really is you."

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he says bewildered, “what did you call me here for.” “My name is Crystal Mule, I am your grandmother,” the woman says still crying. Kaiden had never felt so confused and angry at the same time, what was this woman even saying, “oh this is your step mother Layla,” she says pointing at the other lady next to her. “Are you out of your mind, you have the wrong guy,” Kaiden says angrily, Clayton Beckett was his father and no one else. He stood to walk away but the old lady stopped him, “no, please don’t go, listen first, we can take a DNA test if you want, Clayton Beckett is not your father.”

No way. Well dad looks good today and I revealed my identity to humans today Where did you get that haircut from? No it's so tacky... well dad remember last year when Jan revealed his identity and you punished him I kind of did the same..... I'm in trouble Great man.... “Then I did this thing which is to reveal my identity to someone,” I said very quickly, and this came out completely wrong. See what will happen next? What will be the reaction of each of them?

"There's a document for her here." Taking advantage of everyone's moment of stunned silence, I used all my strength to shove away the people restraining me. I ran to the courier and tore open the envelope. There was a property deed inside. I held it high above my head and shouted sharply, "Take a look, everyone! I'm the landlord!"

He moves closer to me. "Which one is you? Who is the real Jada?" He asks as his blue eyes look deep into my fake brown eyes but I feel like he's looking at the real me. The real me that I don't know which one is. "All the Jadas you've mentioned are the same. Me." I say trying not to break the eye contact.

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.

After we get engaged, the six of us plan one last trip together before the wedding. That night, my best friend, Vera Lambert, suggests a game called the "24-Hour Couple Challenge." We each draw a card. Anyone with matching symbols has to spend the next 24 hours acting like a couple. Whoever draws a blank sits out and gets stuck taking photos and carrying everyone else's bags. I'm the unlucky one in the first round. My fiancé, Joshua Renfrow, and Vera both draw the moon. They hold hands as they watch the sunrise, while I trail behind them carrying their bags. The second round goes exactly the same way. I get another blank, while Joshua and Vera draw matching roses. This time, they have t

"He was the one who came in last. The one who entered first is called Chase Miller, who entered second is named Steve Miller. The three are brothers, supposedly they are triplets and that is why they are in the same room." Triplets? They were actually very different, as if they had been born a year apart. How weird. "Miss Levana Jones," the professor's voice took me out of the interesting conversation I had with Natalia and made me see it. - "Yes?" "Come forward please," he says. I panicked. "Why?" Was what I asked. I heard some giggles from the students.