روايات وقصص ضمن I Was The Real One

I muttered to my reflection. She can deny it until she’s blue in the face, but it won't matter. Once I stand on that stage and make the announcement, my truth becomes the only truth. Who are they going to believe? Their Alpha, the man who provides their protection and meat, or a rejected, barren wolf who’s lost her mind? Hell nah. They’ll cheer for me. They’ll weep with joy for the "miracle" I’ve provided. The door opened, and Isla walked in. She looked radiant in a gown the color of fresh blood, her jewels catching the light.

My father was killed. The woman I called my mother was not my mother. Vane knew. All of them knew. Except me. A bitter laugh escaped me. “Of course,” I muttered. Of course, I would be the last to know. I dragged a hand through my hair, pacing now, back and forth like I could walk my way out of this situation. “This is not real,” I said under my breath. “It cannot be.” But it felt real. Too real. The way Vane looked at me.

My skin was already turning red. "I'm not sure where to start, honestly." He leaned back into the sofa, a thin laptop next to him. "What did you mean by who I really am?" He smirked. "I told you at school. You are 'idimmu.'" "Yeah, what's that? I thought you called me a 'dummy.'" He laughed. "No. I-dim-mu. That's what you are. You're not human like you've been pretending to be so far. It's time to embrace your true nature, girl."

But I kept my focus on what I needed to say. "I know there have been questions about our relationship, about whether it's real or some kind of publicity stunt. Let me be absolutely clear—this is the most real thing in my life. Kaelia is the most real thing in my life. And I don't care who approves or disapproves. Who thinks she's good enough or not good enough. I know who she is, and that's all that matters." I turned to face Kaelia fully now. Her eyes were shining with tears, her hand over her mouth.

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.

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.

Cereal_killer ... Yes_you_suck ... I_love_my_mommy ... Will_the_devil DARN IT! *PEASANT I_love_my_mommy BUT, DUDE, YOU ARE ALREADY EXPOSED. Will_the_devil IT WAS AUTOCORRECT, WHAT THE HECK?! Yes_you_suck SURE. Cereal_killer SURE. I_love_my_mommy SURE. I_pooped I MEAN, HE IS RIGHT, GUYS. I AM NOT A PRINCESS. I AM A QUEEN.

I asked. "I'm the original one, she's the fake one" the slutty one shouts. "prove to me that you're the one" I say putting my hands in my pocket. She stutters and I smirk. "You can't do that right? It's the same way I just can't believe you're the original one." I say and she huffs like a spoilt vrat and I get the second point. "The original will live and be Luna And the fake will be out to death or be banished," I say and they both keep quiet. The slutty one grabs the other one and starts to shake her.

Christian leans closer to me, cupping my face in his palm. “You’re real to me, Iris,” he whispers, holding my gaze steadily in a way that makes me catch my breath. “You’re maybe…the only real person in my life. Okay?” Slowly I nod, hearing him.

the one who wasn't pretending, who wasn't caught up in all the lies. The one who was honest and real. But was it real? Or just another act?