But It's Not Your Fault But Mine 소설 & 이야기

So, at the end of the day, this is all my fault. So, there's not much I can do about it, really.

"That's not true! You could have said no, you know?" "Well, I couldn't have. Every fibre of my being screamed for you to stay. It's not my fault if I fell in love with you. It's your fault if you didn't know it. It's your fault that I got caught. It's your fault that I became your prisoner. None of it is your fault. But that's not important anymore."

"I'm sorry if I sound so miserable, but it's all his fault." Whose fault? I wondered.

"You didn't know. You didn't know what was going to happen. Please don't blame yourself. It's not your fault. It's mine. It's my fault. If I had stayed at home and not went anywhere, maybe this wouldn't have happened." "It's not your fault. Don't say that." "But it is." "It's not." He said firmly. "You couldn't have known. That bastard deserves to be killed for even laying a finger on you. I will kill him with my bare hands if he ever gets close to you."

"I'm sorry if this is so hard for you...." "There's no need to apologize. It's not your fault."

Why? "Oh my God, this is all my fault."

, said her sister. "What is my fault, Choti? I loved him so much more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT, THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", saying this she hugged her sister. AT THE SAME TIME "Bhai stop it. You are drinking too much", his brother said with concern. "What is my fault laddu? I trusted her more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", he said in his drunken voice. Whose fault is this that they’re in this situation?

“It’s not your fault.” I put my head in my hands. “It feels like it,” I said softly.

I said. "You are my personal attendant, your fault is mine." Huh?

Yet I need to remind him, “Baby, this is not your fault.” “But…” “No, but if it is anyone’s fault here, then it is mine. If I did not make such a mess up in my past, then it would not have come back to haunt me, but most of all, then you would not have gotten hurt.” And as he goes silent, I know that he is playing that day over in his head. I cannot even begin to imagine how much it must haunt him. He has not yet spoken to me about what exactly happened. Sometimes I think that he might not even remember.