Ordinary Woman My Hero Mga Nobela at Kwento

"So you buried it. For months. You let me believe you were just a victim. You let the public call you a hero." "I wanted to be a hero. I wanted to be the woman you thought I was. The woman who testified against her abuser and helped bring down a criminal empire. But I am not that woman, Clara. I am a coward who got caught up in something terrible and spent years trying to undo the damage I helped create."

“Because I’m not like the others. I’m not strong. I’m not powerful. I’m just… me. Ordinary. Human. Powerless” There was something raw in her voice, something that made my chest ache. “You’re wrong,” I said quietly. That startled her into looking at me. “You’re not ordinary,” I continued. “From the little I’ve seen.. You’re brave enough to stand up to people who should terrify you. You’re smart. You’re… stubborn as hell.” A smile tugged at my lips. “Trust me, I would know.” Her eyes softened, but she shook her head. “You make it sound like I’m special.”

"I, I'm scared..." Villa frowned "Scared?" "Look what I have done! I just lifted a pickup truck like a toy! I can't have this strength! Not me! I'm just a girl, or woman, what am I supposed to do with it! I don't want any enemies, I'm a coward always fighting my battles from behind somone stronger than myself! I can't take charge... I'm frightened" Villa and Claire looked at her as her eyes teared up. "I'm not a hero, I lived a peaceful life, now I hear from you I just became public enemy number one!? I'd... I don't want this!"

Hindi ko na rin makita kung nasaan na si Kaiden. “Lady Marina!” she shouted. Pinanood ko syang humingal ng makarating ito sa harap ko. “Lady Marina!” she called out at humawak sa magkabilang braso ko. She looked at me in the eyes. “Kailangan natin silang tulungan.” “Huh?” I stared at her blankly. Hah! She really is just heroine. Who walks on the path of justice and peace. I was amazed dahil gusto nyang tulungan ang iba bago ang sarili nya. What a mindset she has she really, is the heroine.

She turned, looking up at the sky, I wanted to take this opportunity to hide in my dimensional room, but knowing my opponent, I was afraid to see her finding a counter and find a way inside, so for my own psychological balance, it was better to submit for the moment. "Tell me, have you ever wondered if this world was perfect?" "... Since you're supposed to be a National hero, no." "Yup, me neither, and I don't mind your little joke. I don't understand neither why people see me as the heroine of this kingdom. I'm not trying to say that I don't enjoy it, being the strongest comes with its share of benefits, as I showed you, I can do what I want, I am entitled to several privileges, I even have

But, this wasn't the subject right now. “Do you know what is the difference between a naive fool and a hero of justice?" She clenched her fist, a fierce expression on her face. "It's their strength. The first requirement of being a hero isn’t being right. It’s being strong. That’s why the hero always wins.”

But has she not found the one… “Have you found that hero you seek?” I asked her. "I think so, but he never knew he was the one, he runs away whenever I call him, He is an introvert but my hero.” She smiled and continued to massage my back because the wounds were internal. "I hope to meet that hero of yours in person someday. He might have known you for so long and not been expressive," I said to her in a soft tone. Her hands came down slowly to my chest, she started touching my nipple.

Felicia sucked her lips in; I could tell she felt sorry for me. “I just want you to know that you didn’t do anything wrong, it doesn’t matter what Dr. Adler thinks.” She encouraged in a small voice and I smiled. “You saved a woman, and the hopes of three young girls… you are a super hero.” “Thank you.”

“And I’m quite alright with being second to her.” Keep her calm. Keep her walking. Keep her talking. “I’m not okay with it.” He wiped her tears away. “Strength comes in many forms and a hero is made in many ways. For the past months, I’ve watched you spend every free day trying to save the world one public service group at a time, volunteering, protesting, and everything else. You’re an inspiration. You’re the strongest woman I know.” “Nyx said that I remind you of your mother.”

In my last life, he had fanned the flames to the point that I had no way to defend myself and could only take all of the abuse. I could not hold myself back and tagged Victor directly in the group chat: [@VictorBrown When and where did you see me holding a woman's clothes and doing something with them? If you can't answer, that's defamation. I can sue you for that.] The group chat went quiet for a while, and I sent several more messages, one after another: [Also, who decided that I had to donate blood?] [This is my blood. I have the right not to donate. If you think refusing to donate blood means taking advantage of someone in crisis, then you go donate.]