It didn't matter, from where you came from, who gave birth to you, or anything else. In life, all it matters is who makes you feel alive and who is the reason why you're alive.
I slowly let go of their hands, letting them know that I already choose. I'd rather see myself suffer. I smiled bitterly as my eyes are filled with tears. I could not say anything anymore, this is the only way to let them know that I already bid my farewell.
(Twilight Saga Fanfiction)
© Andrea De Guzman (2016)