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

"It's not your fault, Mykel. And from what I gathered, he didn't blame you, either. He blamed himself. I understand his mindset...growing up abused it's all your fault whether it's your fault or not. He just snapped." "But...if I hadn't had left..." He started before hanging his head.

"NONE of this would've happened had Bianca hadn't continued to forcefully wedge herself between you and him. But NONE of this would've happened if Adrian had remained faithful. This isn't your fault—it's theirs." "I just… If I hadn't left on foot, I—" "It's not your fault, Eve. No one here blames you. YOU were wronged. YOU were the one that was betrayed and hurt in the end. It's THEIR fault, not yours." I let out a deep, deep sigh. "I…" I paused for a moment, uncertain if I actually wanted to say what I wanted to say next. But the more I thought about it, the more I was starting to realize my actual truth of the matter.

“Because, I don’t want to ride with you! I’m fucking mad at you, so have a fucking guard drive me home!” He shrugged. “Well, I don’t recall doing anything. Why would you possibly be mad at me?” That did it. His words made my blood boil. I crossed the distance between us. “You don’t remember shamelessly blabbing your mouth and lying in there? You don’t remember what you did? This entire mess… all of it is literally your fault, and then you’re trying to be cool with me? You helping me afterward doesn't change the fact that it’s all your fault, and I’m entitled to you taking responsibility, because it’s your fault.”

“Nobody has enough as it is, and he was giving more than he could to the two of you.” I stared into the flames. For a moment, I wished they would set me alight. It would hurt less than this. Sucking in a slow, wet breath, I turned to look at Caleb. He stared back helplessly. “I’m sorry,” he said, and then, “It’s not your fault.” My brows drew together sharply. How dare he? To even say it wasn’t my fault was to insinuate that it could be construed as such. “I know it isn’t. It’s yours.”

“ It was my fault and I will never forgive myself!” “ Gringo!” she pulled away from him and held his face with both hands. “ Listen, it wasn't your fault, okay? It wasn't your fault, it wasn't you who did this to me! Say you know it's not your fault. Say it!” “ Ok…”

And all I can think is that it's my fault. All of it.

He whips his head in my direction, his eyes even colder than before, "What?" "It was m-my fault. I'm s-sorry, it won't h-happen again," I didn't sound convincing, my voice is shaking too much. I don't sound convincing, not because I'm afraid, but because it wasn't my fault but it wasn't Frank's fault either! Frank's eyes widen as if I made a big mistake.

“You know exactly why that is.” “I do. I know this is my fault, which doesn't make it any easier. If anything, that makes it more impossible to bear.” “I don't know what you expect me to say to you. I'm not going to comfort you and tell you that I'm sorry and everything is going to be okay.”

“Just thinking.” He gave me a long look, the kind that said you’re full of shit without actually using the words. I dropped my gaze anyway. He stepped beside me, quiet for a beat before saying, “It wasn’t your fault. His death isin't on you.” I didn’t respond. Because… well… I’ve heard that before. From Christian. From Leo. Even from my own damn father. “It’s not your fault, Evelyn.” But it felt like my fault. Still.

She said with regrets. "It's not your fault, you just did what every one else would do." "She is."