Novel & Cerita Blame This On The Misfortune Of Your Birth

“I curse the day you were born.” With those painful words still ringing in my ears, she turned her back on me and left. Although it wasn’t the first time I had heard such hateful words from her, each time they cut deeper into my soul. Was it truly my fault that I was born this way? Was being mute a sin? After all, it was the Moon Goddess herself who created me like this. None of this was my doing.

Because no one knows we are here, no one is going to know and as always I have no one by my side. All because I was born a bastard, slowly it came to me that the reason i was here was because I was finally being punished. It wasn't enough that in my first life but I had to suffer in this life too. All because of a stupid mistake I made. I wish I was never born, I wished I never committed that mistake and I wish I could die. No, I wish Grant won't die, I wish I wasn't invulnerable. I wish it could be exchanged for Grants life.

“Including you to, your existence brought a curse to me. On this day, I suffered hell to give birth to you. I was very young at that time and my womb was not well developed yet I was forced to give birth to you! The pain and agony I went through at the time is all because of you. I should have aborted you when I was given the chance to!” Ray held himself from bursting into laughter. So, this was why they had called him from work, to let him know that his existence was a curse? What a good way to ruin his day. “So, you are saying you did me a favor by giving birth to me? ” Ray halted in his statement, took a knife from the shelf and cut his flesh deep. Blood rushed through it and on his arms

He said, "I paid the price for your existence, so why not let you pay for it too?" Anger boiled deep in my system, as hot as lava. It churned within, hungry for destruction, and I know it's too much for me to handle, "I did not choose to be born!" I snapped, my voice hit the four walls and left the room as an echo. I am done with them making me live in the guilt of just being born, "Why don't you blame your dear mother for that, ha? She is the one who lured her way between two brothers, didn't she?"

I explained while they both gazed at me. “I'm sorry, this might hurt it is a thesis of mine but then again it's a strong thesis is, as for me I believe there are lots we have going on but first off it's simple, she placed the curse on you thanks to the death of her daughter and you my friend will have to sacrifice the life of your loved on as well, we've seen it you said it yourself,

The room felt damp and cold, making Letta sit right there, locking the door, and crying, releasing all the pain and sadness she felt. Letta mourned her unfortunate fate. She felt as if she was born only to experience misfortune. She pondered, feeling that since birth, she had never experienced any luck. Maybe only when she met Abian, but even that had vanished, making her consider herself a jinx. Even God did not give her a chance to see the little angel that had been inside her belly. And by her own doing, that little angel disappeared, making Marco turn into a demon who would never let her go, no matter what happened.

I mean, it was only a matter of time for David to realise that I am nothing worth fighting for. I should stop fighting… What’s the point? The pain will always describe me. Always define me. Always come back. Always break me… I wasn’t born to have it easy. I should have known that. I was born to be alone. Born to ache, Born to hurt. Born to have nothing… I was… probably not fate's plan… I… I’m just a mistake, aren’t I? How rich of me to think I was destined for love… destined for more…

The moment she was born, her misfortune started up to the present. "You know, I believe that no one is born unlucky." His gaze turned to her. "Yes, it’s true. Maybe it’s just like fate has favoritism, and I am not his favorite. It looks like he still has a grudge against me." "Care to tell me what fate did to you?" "For a person I just met, why do you have the courage to ask such things?" "Do you find me creepy?" This seemed to be an offensive question. "Not at all." She answered honestly.

Godrick replied. I often find myself wishing that I could be like Godrick, not caring how others perceived me. Growing up, I used to imagine what it would have been like to be born as someone other than the son of the Alpha. I would imagine what it would have been like to live an ordinary life—one where I could attend school and not have teachers too scared to punish me for my misbehavior; where I would know if the girl I was seeing liked me for me and not for what my status could bring her. However, it was just a child's dream. The moment I took my first breath, I was destined to take over the Blue Moon pack on my twenty-first birthday, and that day had come.

**Flashback** "Ever since you came into my life everything has been going wrong, so tell me, are you cause of all of it?" "I did nothing wrong," I stated as my blood boiled with anger. "Oh yeah? Explain why since the day you came into my life things I never thought I'd be dealing with I have to deal with!" "I have nothing to do with your luck!" "Of course, you don't bring bad luck, you, just as you are, are a curse," he spat filled with absurd resentment. "Oh, I'm a curse?" I repeated getting my brain to process what he just said. "A curse," he growled.