But It's Not Your Fault But Mine Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said, regret once again seeping into my heart. "Oh no, you don't." Ruthie stuck a finger in my face. "You don't get to take the blame for this one. It's not your fault. It's not my fault. And it's not Zander's fault. It just sucks the big one that this had to happen now." "When would be a good time, Ruthie?" She let loose a morose laugh. "Yeah, never. Listen, I'm just whining. A girl's gotta complain sometimes."

“I was hurt. So much that I hate you for that. But even so, I will not forget that you were once… someone I trusted. Someone I shared my worries with. Even if you are an idiot and someone who makes me live a miserable days… I did not blame you alone” It is not his fault that he did not love me. It is not his fault that he doesn’t feel the same thing as I do. It is not his fault that, for him… I am but a person whom he could be called as his sister. “Actually… all of that is also my fault. So… maybe I owe you an apology after all” It is my fault because I fell for him. It is my fault because I insisted myself for him to love me back.

"It's none of their fault okay." "Yeah, it's mine." He spoke, in a deep voice filled with so much regret that my heart clenched tightly in pain. I sniffed, exhaling heavily as a small bead of tear dropped from my eyes, he was right though. It was his fault and we're just going to fix it, which is forgetting.

“I am not putting words in your mouth. I am just repeating what you have just said to me.” “I am just trying to protect you.” he shouted at me. “It’s too fucking late for that. You had your chance and you blew it and now nobody can save me.” I hissed at him. “And it is all your fault that I am in this big trouble.” I whispered softly and opened the door. But he heard it nevertheless. He followed me out. “What do you mean it’s my fault?” He took hold of my wrist. Now everybody was looking at us, waiting for a new drama to start.

"Oh Bailey." He pressed a finger to it and I hissed, pain shooting up my legs. It didn't hurt like before but it still hurt nonetheless. "Easy dad." I managed through gritted teeth. He looked up at me and I gave him a small smile. " It's still a teeny tiny bit sore." "I'm sorry, lad." Dad stood straight. His shoulders sagged and he hung his head low. " It's my fault. Everything." "No!" I said abruptly. Why would he say that?. None of this was his fault. Frankly, seventy percent of what was happening was all because of me and somehow, fate. " It's not your fault. None of this is."

"It concerns me because it includes you! You don’t know I left in the camp just to come here to check on you.” “So, why did it become my fault? Why are you here? Did I ask you to come?” I was annoyed by his sentiments. “Yes, it is your fault. If you just stay at home, you will not be here and get that,” he blames me. “Huh?” Are you sure that you are blaming me now? FYI, if you didn’t call me, I would be got into incident so technically, it was your fault not mine!” ---

he says and I roll my eyes. "Excuse me self acclaimed gentleman but not everything is your fault. With me and to me, yes it's entirely your fault or maybe a third of it is mine thinking o could find affection with my mate but that's besides the topic. With your parents, it's not your fault. Their greed and their sins happened before you were born and has nothing to do with you. Same with the pack. It just got returned to it's rightful owner. That's all. " I say and stop myself from speaking any further when j see him smiling at me. "What's funny?" I asked.

"It's not your fault that I didn't raise you well..." Wait, what! "It's my fault. It's my fault I raised you badly. It's my fault I didn't raise you to be a decent woman with self-respect. It's my fault that you... You dared to do something so immoral not caring how it would affect those around you. It's my fault you turned out to be an indecent loose woman. I failed your mother! I failed her for raising a bad daughter! I failed her for raising a slut! It's my fault! "

" It's not my fault that her husband was abusive, or she can't become a mother.” " Nothing is my fault , then how can you think I will bear the punishment ? If she thinks Viren still loves her then she never had planned to separate me and Viren, but she knew inside her heart that Viren is happy with me, and she has no chance.” Saying this she started breathing heavily.

“This is all my fault.” “What do you mean?” Stuart pulls his head up and looks at me. The pain and sorrow in his eyes are almost too much to bear. “If I’d never been the way I was…..if I hadn’t raised the twins the way I did……” Stuart stands and starts to pace back and forth. “If I had been a better man, this wouldn’t be happening.” I lean back on the table, using a hand to balance me. “If this is your fault, then it’s equally my fault.”