A Perfect Mistake Summary Novels & Stories

It wasn't the unbridled bliss I had thought I'd find. Then the scene cut back to Michael, screaming as he was forced into the car ... and the feeling changed. Now there was true remorse. Now I was truly and completely sorry for what I'd done. I should have found a way to leave Michael out of this. I should have found a way to punish Amber and Dave – and, to a lesser extent, Maddy – without Michael having to be involved. I should have...

High heels were the worst form of punishment, but when you owned a company called Flawless, you had to dress the part. She glanced at her office as she scribbled on a message slip next to this investor’s name. He was on the verge of working on her nerves, and she would abandon him next quarter. “Misunderstanding, huh? Dynasty stifled the harrumph on the tip of her tongue. “Hard to tell,” she said. “Oh Miss DuBois, please accept my apologies if my staff is a touch overzealous. Again, I assure you it was all a big mistake. I was just getting nervous, it’s a lot of money involved.”

The day when the truth didn't need to be hidden anymore. Dominic closed his eyes tightly. Nothing had worked, not even torturing those men. He had learned no new information. They had been sent there purposely. Someone among them had sent that message and now he would never know who. Then the truth he had just learned. The huge mistake he had been a part of. A mistake he didn't even remember making. It was unbelievable to even think of. How could he have done such a crime and still be none the wiser. He had made a huge mistake. It was all his fault. Why did Sage have to run away? He realized then that if it had been thoroughly successful then he would have killed his mate. She would have bee

Please believe that if I had a choice, I would trade everything for the chance to watch you grow up. Love, Mommy.] Candice cried all night long. The next day, she went to Kathleen's grave and, with genuine sincerity for the first time, said, "Mom, I'm sorry." However, some words came too late, and some love was understood far too late. Just like Kathleen had once predicted—everyone got what they wanted: a perfect and well-behaved Kathleen. However, the price they had to pay was to lose her forever.

It's our fifth year together, and I accompany my fiance, Theo Montague, to see the aurora he has always yearned to see. Fortune favors us that night as vivid green lights stretch across the snow-covered plain. He wraps his arms around me from behind and suddenly murmurs, "It's beautiful. Too bad we're still one step short of perfect." I freeze for a moment and ask him what we're missing. He doesn't answer, and I don't press him, either. After all, I've heard this phrase far too many times. When I go to great lengths to get him the out-of-print book he has his sights on for ages, he sighs. "We're still one step short of perfect." When we move into our beautifully furnished house and f

He hesitated for a minute, then joined her. "You look so troubled," she whispered to him. "You can tell?" He raised an eyebrow at her. She nodded. "Really, I thought I masked it so well," he murmured. "You don't always have to be perfect. It's okay to make mistakes sometimes. When you do, let it go. Brush it off your shoulders and forge ahead," she said, turning over on her side to face him. He took in a deep breath before saying "My father always said that mistakes could make or mar you, so there is no place for it. Either you're perfect or you're a failure. It was a lifestyle, something that you lived daily to attain."

Still feel seven years of history threatening to come crashing down around us. Daxton throws his arms around both our legs. “That was AWESOME! Can we do it again?” Dante’s looking at me, and there’s something in his expression—confusion, recognition, hunger, understanding—that makes my heart stop. And I realize with perfect, crystalline clarity: This was a mistake. All of it. And it’s too late to take any of it back.

“Do I?” “Because we’ve made mistakes in the past,” I said slowly, watching her closely. “Things we regret. It's going to be hard for you to trust us if you know everything that we've done.” She tilted her head slightly, eyes still gentle. “We all make mistakes, don’t we? I don't think life would be so easy it's everyone were so perfect. It's scary to be perfect and it's okay to make mistakes. As long as the mistake doesn't take a person's life or completely ruin them, I think it can be forgiven.”

" Iris you're talking like people don't make mistakes anymore. Your parents made a mistake and they're trying to make amends. Nobody is perfect " " they used to be perfect " " And a single mistake is enough to destroy the reputation of your childhood heroes?" " They put their money before me, it almost cost me my life on many occasions, now I'm pregnant and you expect me to forgive them?" " That was their mistake and a very stupid one at that" " I might never go back to them" " The day Clement and the girls brought you here, the night before they left, they begged me for one thing " " And that is?"

I was blindsided by anger, humiliation and I was just plain stupid. I took my hand to my face. It wasn’t one of my best moments. Lucy’s lies kept unraveling as the weeks went on. All that I thought to be true wasn’t. What if this whole alleged affair was one of Lucy’s machinations? I almost felt like throwing up at the thought. If it really did turn out to be one of Lucy’s plot, then there is no doubt about it. I made the greatest mistake of my life. I felt the presence of a sick pit in my stomach, I reached for my phone. I scrolled through my contacts until I found the name I was looking for. Jerry.