A Fault In Our Stars Book Novels & Stories

I couldn’t understand what had happened, and the more I thought about it, the more the panic clawed at my chest. The moment we stepped outside, I felt the weight of their stares. Students lined the path, their eyes fixed on me, whispers spreading like wildfire. I could feel their judgment, their confusion, and their fear. **It’s my fault,** I thought, my heart sinking further. **It’s all my fault.** Among the crowd, Lisa’s familiar face appeared. The moment she saw me, she pushed through the others, her hands reaching out to cup my tear-streaked face. Her warmth, her softness, was a small comfort in the chaos.

“The house, well, the fire was so large that something inside exploded. Debris flew and—” “And you got hit by something.” This was your fault, Fiona. “I’m so sorry,” I whisper, trying to push back the guilt. It eats at me like a flesh-eating parasite, spreading through my entire body until I almost become numb. Except I don’t. I feel every bit of the heaviness that weighs on me. I’ve never wanted anyone, especially someone I care about, to get hurt for me. “It wasn’t your fault, Fiona.” “But it was. You got hurt because I—”

Stella placed her hand on my shoulder. A stray tear rolled out of my eye. “Stells only if I could change time and bring her back,” I gritted my teeth. “It was all my fault.” I clasped my hand tightly, another tear leaking out of my eye. “Look at me honey.” She cupped my face in between her palms, her eyes showing pain. “Don’t ever consider yourself at fault, you couldn’t have done anything, it was meant to be that way.” I sighed. Why did I let her go. Why?

I can't think clearly—my hands are shaking too much, my breathing too uneven, the institutional smell making me feel claustrophobic. IT'S YOUR FAULT, SARAH. IT'S YOUR FAULT, SARAH. IT'S YOUR FAULT, SARAH. "Raelynn!" Mum grabs my hands, jolting me back to reality. I force myself to meet her concerned eyes and Edward's worried gaze. "I... I don't know. We were all at the bonfire, but then..." Instead of explaining about the photo, about the message written in what looked like blood, my eyes well up with tears. "It's my fault, Mum."

I will be on the streets and my baby will be born on the streets too! Why do bad things only happen to me? Why can't I have a happy ending and forget about my past I sat down on the bathroom floor too weak to get up and loud sobbs began coming out of me "Sarah are you okay? Don't cry princess everything will be okay, we will figure out a solution okay come out now.." Santiago knocked on the bathroom door. ________________________ Hope you guys are enjoying this book Lots of love Faiyth♡♡

Segun said and Rosa waved at him as her husband joined her in the back seat of their Lincoln town car. "Meravicks Hospital," Osaro instructed the driver, then turned to his wife as he held her in his arms, ignoring her quizzed look. "I need you to be strong, my love. Our daughter has been involved in an accident," he said thickly. Rosa stiffened in her husband's arms but he shook her loose. She started to shake her head as she raised her voice in a lament. "Will this trail of tragedy never end, Osaro?! Whom has my daughter offended that will not let her rest?!"

My mate’s eyes leveled up with unshed tears which made me rise from the couch to hold her at least. But she stepped out of reach. Emaline breathed, “I…. I am sorry–” But Zadie countered, “You shouldn't be sorry for saying the truth, Emaline. It has always been my fault even though you try to take the blame.” “No, Zay. You were never to be blamed–” Emaline tried to reason with Zadie but she failed. Zadie countered with a dangerously soft voice. The kind of voice that scared me and made me desire Calvin’s blood. “It was my fault that we were both trapped in the fire back then. You could have died because of me just like our parents.”

“Do you remember the message you left for me on the first day we met?“ Jared asked May, trying to ease her pain. This made her burst into tears. “yeah. I called you stupid after stealing your car. I never really apologized for that. I am sorry.“ “Come on, you don't have to apologize now. If you didn't do that, how would we have met?“ He stopped her. She cried, “that's what I'm talking about! It is all my fault. If I had never met you and I wasn't so stubborn when I found out my sister was marrying you, we would not have ended up this way. It's my fault that you're like this now.“ “Stop blaming yourself. We shouldn't be doing that at this last moment. We should hold each others hands and comf

" I am so sorry that I have to hurt you . All of you. I hate that I have to leave , and I hate that I let aunt Sara die and I hate that it's all my fault. I hate who I am . I wish , every day and night that I wasn't born. Maybe we would've never met and it all wouldn't have happened. This way , everybody could be happy And this is all my fault. I know that. " " This world wouldn't be the same without you . Drew would say the same thing if he heard you talking shit about yourself. With a lot of kisses in between though. Jokes aside, This is not your fault. It's fate . Maybe you will have a better life ahead and this had to happen. Just hang tight and stop blaming yourself. We all love you." H

Chapter 24 ----- Steva ----- It's been a week now and still seeing Stella on the bed unmoving makes my heartache. I feel very guilty. I believe that it's all my fault. Yeah,,, I am completely at fault for everything that happened. Perhaps Stella's Mom was right. I am a bad person. I am not a good friend to Stella. I have never been. It hurts so much It hurts pretty badly. It feels like my heart is being pricked by a thousand needles.