A Fault In Our Stars Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

she didn't care about what I felt. I sat there on the cold, wet floor as Dad's words echoed again in my ears again. A humourless laugh then left my lips. I laughed falling on my back as I looked up at the starry sky. I deserve this.....this is all my fault....all my fucking fault. Karma indeed happened. I married Melissa breaking my Faith's heart and now the same thing happened again but only with me. My Faith got married...why...why???.

Everything we’d b‍uilt — the fragil⁠e peace, the slow trust⁠, the laughter that made th‍e silence beauti‌ful — it al‍l sha‌ttered wi‍th one me⁠ssage. One kiss. On‍e mistake. ‍I pressed a t‍rembling hand‌ to my mouth. T‌he image of his face when I confronted‍ him wou‍ldn’t leav⁠e me. The way his e‍yes‌ begged for‍ me to listen. The hesitation that destroyed him. If it truly was a mistake, why did it‌ hurt so much? The phone in my pocket buzzed again — unknown number. I almost threw it into the river, b‌ut something ma‍de me gl⁠ance.

Did I be bad This was the punch that shattered him. A muffled, small noise left his lips. His eyes lost focus, the exact, shaking letters swirling across the page. Her small brain, trying to make sense of the chaos, had landed on the worst explanation she could conjure: that it was her fault. That something defective in her had repelled him.

| The Encounter | TIME PASSED by without you even knowing it. The more you ignore the time, the faster it ticks. First day in College gone better as I expected. No hassle at all. I even meet new girlfriends which share the same interests as mine—Nena, a black American girl who loves coffee and books, Trix, a foodie blonde girl, and Evette, the fashionista. Though I was a bit left behind by being a sassy lady like Evette, still we share the same interests when it comes to putting light retouches on our faces.

People think I am perfect but I am a person with lots of flaws. What happened to Sammy 3 years ago, was all my fault. I know she doesn't find me guilty but I am still living with that guilt. She didn't want to go alone to meet Mr.Stranger at the backside of college. She asked me to accompany her, but I sent her alone. I didn't want to be a hinderance in her first meeting with her love, little did I know that one stupidity of me will change everything. If I would have listen to her, nothing would have happened.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, businesses, and incidents are either product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. WARNING: This contains violence, depression, suicide, and self harm. If ever you're reading this, take this as a sign to give yourself a chance to see the bright side of the world :) PROLOGUE "FLORENCEEEEE!" I stepped on the gas even harder hearing Eula's scream.

I already picked the movie we will be watching tonight. "The Fault In Our Stars". It's the first movie we have watched without actually starting to chat in the middle and ended up not seeing the ending at all. It grabs our attention from the start all the way to the end. When the movie finally comes to an end, Riana is crying her eyes out. Karla rolls her eyes. "Men are trash!" Riana glares at her. "What!" "Did Gus have to die first before Hazel Grace? He couldn't let her die fast? What happened to the 'Ladies First!' type of men? Ugh!"

His second chance has probably taken a chosen mate by now. I hold in my sobs as tears leak from my eyes. I have ruined everything. If I hadn't moved. If I hadn't turned to my father's voice. If I had just let her finish her games. I hear Star whimpering in my head at my internal rant as I finally let out the sob free that I had been desperately trying to hold back. ‘None of this is your fault, Ren. I can help. Please. Just talk to me, and we can figure this out together, ok?’ Star says to me, but I just need a minute. A minute to break down and be human. Be vulnerable. For once.

He urged me to make space for him, and I shifted, leaning against the old couch. A moment later, Gabriel was nested beside me, offering me one of the mugs I accepted gladly. A few sips of steaming black liquid to clear my thoughts were all I allowed myself before I spoke. “I’m sorry, Gabe.” I was. “This is all my fault. Again.” It was. “I can’t seem to stop messing things up.” It was the truth. No matter how pure my intentions were, whenever I helped somebody or tried to protect the people I cared about, something went wrong, and someone was hurt. “I was so stupid to believe her.”

Anything to make her feel better about what I'm putting her through right now. "Not my fault? How is it not my fault? We were okay before I left! You told me that you were going to marry me soon and make me the Luna soon! But then immediately I left you fell in love with someone else? How can you tell me it's not my fault? It's definitely my fault! Because I left, you fell in love with someone else. If I hadn't left, then you would not fallen in love with someone else. You would have stayed with me! How did you even go from being in love with me to falling in love with someone else in such a short time? None of this makes sense at all! I just want some answers...." She said. Sophia was no lo