Novel & Cerita That's Who I Am

And as she closed her eyes briefly, leaning into the warmth of human connection, she whispered softly—not as a mantra, not as a shield, but as a statement of survival: “I am here. I am real. I am still me.”

“You were there. When it mattered.” He looked at me for a long time. “You would’ve done the same.” “I don’t know,” I whispered. “Lately I feel like I don’t even know who I am anymore.” He leaned back, resting his arms on his knees. “You’re Angie. You have to fix yourself.” I blinked. Fix myself? I smiled a little. Letting it slide He stood up “You’re confusing, you know that?” I Said looking up slightly. He smirked. “You’re not exactly simple either.”

Our SAT results came back, and our parents booked a private room at a Michelin-starred steakhouse to celebrate. Over dinner, they began discussing how we should apply to the same university so we could keep looking out for each other. I looked across the table at Derek and asked politely, “Derek, which university are you planning to apply to?” The moment the words left my mouth, comments suddenly flashed across my vision. [Here she goes again. Is this desperate side character going to apply to the same university as the male lead?] [I feel so bad for him. Just to keep the close ties between the families, he has to be okay with her clinging to him for three whole years!] [Don’t worry. H

demanded the man. "Father. He's Mitchell Kays. The American that shot those shooters in his school." exclaimed the young woman excitedly. "He's an American hero. This girl is 'The Lady in Red'. They are both heroes in America."

They’re not the truth of who I am. Today, I stand here and tell myself: I am enough. I don’t need to feel second best to Avery or anyone else. My worth isn’t measured by comparison or competition. It’s in my quiet strength, my kindness, my unique perspective. I am deserving of my own happiness, my own success, and my own voice.

What's happening? "Who are you? Where the hell is the real Sammia?!" He screams that made me stiffened on my spot. W-What? W-Why is he asking me such a ridiculous question? I am Sammia. I am Sammia Avileigh Vinz.

She asked with curious "So I can ask what I want to know right?" Doubtfully I said yes thinking what is she going to ask and I was dumbfounded when I heard her asking pointing at the robot's heart "Am I here?" I know the robot is going to say 'if Saanvi is not here no one has the place in Austin's heart' I always used to say what's in my mind to the robot.

I wasn't theirs. But I wasn't mine either. And everyone knew it. They want me to prove who I am. But what if I no longer know?

🌷 M O N G R E L 🌷 "I AM A WOMAN OF SUBSTANCE. Don't define who I am by the way I look or the clothes I chose to wear. I am more than what meets the eye. Define me by the tough battles, I fight each day. Define me by my courage to face them no matter how difficult. I value honesty, loyalty, love, respect and trust. I will survive despite any struggle..... because I am strong through and through. "

asks Esteban and I smiled nodding. "I am already in my home. Wherever I am with you, it is my home." "God, I love that you remember whose you are," Esteban says smiling. "Whose am I?" I pretend not to know. "You are mine, woman. Only mine" Esteban says taking my chin then kisses me. Yes, I am only his and he mine. As it should be. As it was always meant to be. The End