Novel & Cerita Impossible Real Family

Liam turned to his other self, insisting, pulling him to his side. “But we make this,” Liam said. “Whether this world would become real or not, this won’t be our real family.” “Why can’t you understand? They are completely the same.” “They are not,” Liam said to himself. “They might have the same name, the same experience, the same characteristic, and would make the same decision, but they are just a copy.” “Why are you refusing such an obvious answer?” “And why are you claiming we can make such a world happen when we already have the real one?” Liam questioned.

Even when together meant existing across multiple dimensions simultaneously. That was our family. Our life. Our extraordinary, impossible, beautiful reality. And it was enough.

"Everything in life is risky. Even you driving this car this fast." "Orphanages are crawling with kids without mothers or fathers. They could have adopted. You don't have to push a kid out of your own body to be a parent. Why does she want the hardest way when there are easier paths? How many more times is this girl going to test herself, and us?" "Being a parent to someone is a beautiful thing, yeah... Having a family that wants you..." I swallowed hard because no one had ever wanted me. I was too old for them. And I was a bit of a troubled kid.

She stood there blankly but the robot dog in her arms was still barking, so the sight was strangely funny. Her face pale, she unconsciously stepped back, trying to escape this chaotic vortex. "Stop!" A hoarse roar came from Dad. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at my already cold corpse on the operating table. Then, he looked at his wife struggling on the floor and his son howling with his head in his hands. He suddenly charged at Carrie and grabbed her throat, his voice filled with endless regret and madness. "It's your fault! It's all your fault! You ruined our family! Give me back my Jasmine!"

As I pass them, I look at every member of the family. Sir Alex, still trying to control everything, his expression stone hard. Mrs. Ford, reaching for her seat, pale and shaken. Jason and Mira, murmuring to themselves, confused about what the hell just happened. And as I reach Alex’s side, one thought settles heavily in my mind. This is not a family. This is a group of actors pretending to be one.

“This isn’t just about Reeve. It’s about both of you creating the image of a perfect wannabe family. Can you handle that?” The words hit me harder than they should have. A perfect family? My mother was in shambles—trapped in a loveless and abusive marriage. And my father’s shadow looming over every conversation we never had. What was a perfect family supposed to look like? ”Zane?” Priya’s voice pulled me back. “Are you still there?” ”Yeah.” I cleared my throat. “I’m here.” “Good. Because there’s something else.” A pause followed. “You’re getting paid too.”

"That's why I must find her. Yes, Mama adopted me, and our foundation has been strong, but Mama doesn't love me. She built a false family dynamic but only cares about you." "That's not true." "You can't see it because all her love has been given to you, Jude. Marisol, Kathy, and Caleb aren't returning to the island. They've opted to find their real families." "Good for them, but Mama is my real family. Uncle Julius is my real family. Grandpa was my real family, and so was my mother. This is my family, Melanie. If you need to find your family, I understand. But if you tell them our truth, I will find you and kill you."

"Whatever you've figured out — don't say it out loud. My mother would not be happy." "You're her biological daughter. She's really going to take that fake's side over yours?" I let out a slow breath. "No way." Nora leaned in. "They'd actually protect her?" "They've been a family for over twenty years. That doesn't just go away overnight." "What about Vanessa's actual family? Why doesn't she go back to them?" I really didn't want to go down that road — it would drag in Diane, and the whole story was way too long.

"Mom? Dad? Are we okay? As a family?" "Yes," they said together. "Even though Mom's part science experiment and Dad's still sad about Grandma and I maybe enhanced and we keep getting attacked by crazy people?" "Especially because of all that," Jian said. "We're a family not despite our complications. But because of them. They're what make us real." "That's deep, Dad." "I have my moments." They sat together, this impossible family, processing impossible truths, finding comfort in shared confusion and shared love. Outside, the world continued spinning. Phoenix Rising was wounded but not dead. Chen was captured but his knowledge remained. Threats loomed on every horizon.

"We are together. Even here. Even in PICU. Even with, with him in plastic and us outside. We're together. We're, we're family. Already. Completely." "Yeah. We are. Messy and complicated and medical and hard. But family. Real family. The kind that survives things together. The kind that, that fights for each other. Loves each other. Shows up for each other even when showing up is hard. That's us. That's, that's what we are." He was right. We were family. Not perfect family. Not easy family. Not, not the family I'd imagined when I was younger. When I thought family meant, meant simple. Uncomplicated. Easy.