Blame This On The Misfortune Of Your Birth นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“We will be humiliated. Everyone will know what you have done…” “What Chelsea has done,” I remind him coldly. “Don’t make me repeat it again, Salvatore: you have only your daughter to blame. I let you in today as a mark of respect for my father, but this will be the last time. From today onwards, your entire family is dead to me. Take your money and go live somewhere quietly, out of trouble. It’s my last gift to you.” His eyes are filled with grief and hatred, but there’s nothing he can do and he knows it. He’s weak, just like his daughter, and this is the price they pay for holding me to an agreement that I never wanted in the first place.

Regardless of what happened in the past she was your mother, she gave birth to you… - And you thought that was an accomplishment? Giving birth to me? I am sure I was like a punishment to you; like a jinx for interfering in your precious lives. - Why are you having these thoughts? Since when do you have them? You were never a jinx to us, you were a gift

"I knew that Dad,I also didn't want to have anything to do with her,but we are left with no choice Dad" "Why am I so unfortunate?Why have I been so useless all my life?,Here I am watching my child about to be carted away as a slave without me doing nothing,Why is everything keep falling apart from me?"Dad cried out with tears stung in his eyes and I burst into tears,I walk to him immediately amd pull him into a hug, "You aren't misfortune Dad,trust me,you are not"I assure him and she smiled sadly. "I'm misfortune,if not,then why is this happening to me?"

He stroked his chin. "Aha. Misery! " "Yes. Misery is the perfect phrase " " I want to see your darling husband in misery for the rest of his life. I want him to feel the pain of losing everything just like I did! " "Is that explanation enough? " "You lost everything because of your greediness and stupidity. And just like the coward you are, you can't even accept that you're a failure and now, you're looking for the perfect pawn to shift your misfortune to? "

1…he does not keep to his word. “He – he said…” her voice gets stuck in her throat , her voice is too afraid to voice out. “He said tha – that he will make life a living he – hell for us both…h – he knows you by name…H – he says that he will make life a living hell for us , to an ex – extent that you – you will give me up…” her face falls into her cupped hands. She blares out , crying into her own hands – my heart shatters at this. Does she really think I will give her up?

The girls started to leave. "Ru", I called her and held her hand. She turned around. I don't know what over took me I cried. I took all the frustrations and sadness, which were inside me all this time. "I am a worst friend one can ever have. I am a worst human being to be honest. I killed my mom after she gave birth to me. I lost my mom and dad who I loved so much. I broke your trust and killed your soul. I don't even know whether god can ever forgive me. I loved Sreesha but she betrayed me. I lost everybody who were important in my life. Am I that bad, Ru? That no one is constant in my life", I started to sob vigorously.

Aiden called out as he perched on the space beside me, “let me run your bath. You should feel better after taking a shower” I remained silent for a few seconds as the memory of every bad thing that has happened due to my presence in people’s lives replayed in my head. “I am bad luck” I mumbled to myself but loud enough for Aiden to hear me, “maybe I shouldn’t have been born” everything was my fault, the killings and everything. It began the very moment I showed up here—this was the universe’s way of telling me I was a taboo. “What the heck are you saying?”

“What do you mean? Nothing is your fault.” “I can live with being called bad luck or evil…at least I'm trying my best to overlook it whenever it happens. But even if I am bad luck I don't want you to extend to others, or cause them trouble. I don't want to be blamed for anyone's problem or be a burden to them…”

“You fucking make me look like I have no idea what I’m doing with my kids.” “Why are you putting all the blame on me, as though you wanted any of this?” “Look at that, my bunny has turned into a Flemish giant rabbit. She can talk back.” “I expressed my regret. What else do you expect from me? Can’t you imagine for a second that this could be your fault as well? Why should I bear the brunt of the blame? You said that shouldn’t have happened, that it was a mistake! Should I have told you that our little mistake created babies? You wanted Candice, so I left for you to have the life you wanted with the woman you love.”

“Why did I even gave birth to a child like you? You don’t even deserve life.” “You’re nothing but a failure! You’re weak! You’re pathetic!” “Get out of my face! I want to kill you!” I laughed, a bittersweet sound. How could all of this have happened to me? I don't deserve any of the great opportunities that have come my way, yet here I am standing in front of them all. It's almost bewildering - why did fate choose me? Was it out of pity or simply luck? Regardless, here I stand and must find a way to make the most out of these chances.