That's Who I Am Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

Because my whole life, I had always been what other people defined me as. First, I was Chloe. Then, I was Chloe Cooper. And now, I was Chloe White. A daughter. A pawn. A wife. A possession passed from one man to the next. I had never been just Chloe. I had never been mine. I exhaled, a slow, shaky breath. You know what? Fuck it. If everyone else had the power to define who I was, then so did I. It was time for me to decide who I was going to be.

I protested. She shook her head. "You cannot be who you are not." "Then who am I?" I pleaded, my voice trembling. I needed to know. Why can't someone just tell me. She leaned closer, her breath warm on my face. "Remember who you are. No one can tell you except you dear." she whispered.

"And I don't want the world to see me, 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am," Do you know who I am, Quel? I was once your girl. Do you know who I am, Zein? I am your mother, baby. You came from my womb, my little angel. "And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming, Or the moment of truth in your lies,"

This is me now, this is who I am. The elation in my soul knows no bounds. I try to take a step forward, but then, everything goes black

And sooner or later it's over I just don't wanna miss you tonight And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming Or the moment of truth in your lies When everything feels like the movies Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am And I don't want t

And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am" He sniffled as closed his eyes, the gentle breeze of the October weather caressing his face make him shiver and I pulled him again my chest to keep him warm "And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am" The song began to slap as the final verse reached its peak. "I just want you to know who I am

He took a deep breath as he looks back at IT with his conviction and will, yet boiling anger inside. “I am who I think I am, as my birth, blood, and life will never define the order that the heavens set for me. My existence and everything that I hold is the truth I will take no matter what the world tells that I defy. I live and that’s the truth, alone in the universe or the world, I promise to end your life.”

“I know exactly who you are. I know exactly who you think you are. And I know why you’re here.” I narrowed my eyes. “And why am I here?” “Because of what you are,” he said, voice low, measured, as though every word was meant to slice through me. “Not what you want to be. Not what Jamal believes you to be. What you actually are.” I swallowed hard, refusing to give him any satisfaction. “I don’t know what you mean. I’m Melissa. I’m me. I’m real.”

I feel I need to be honest back, although I doubt it will make a difference what I say. "Honestly, on my birthday, looking at you and him, I knew I had no chance. At least I thought I didn't. I still don't understand why me. "Out of everyone why me? I am nothing special and there are so many people that look hotter than I do." The words are running around in my head as I realise the truth behind my words. Who was I? Just someone normal, nothing special, so why did he choose me?