But It Was Not Your Fault But Mine Mga Nobela at Kwento

'it's not your fault, we are doing this for us, for Adrian and we will get through it. "I am sorry..." I snapped my head up

"But things weren't different. Sometimes, things in life happen for a reason. Well, maybe not that. But, we don't have any control over them. You can't beat yourself up over something that wasn't your fault." "But you don't understand, she got hit by that car because of me." His voice grows hoarse, his eyes full of sorrow and regret. "You didn't push her in the middle of the street, Blake! It's not your fault that she happened to stop there, or that the driver wasn't paying attention. None of that was because of you!" I accidentally raise my voice, my breathing erratic as my frustration flows out. He can't do this to himself. Even if it was 3 years ago.

"Stop. It's not your fault." I hadn't even realized I'd been projecting into our mindlink. "But it is," I whimpered. "It's all my fault." "Listen to me." He pulled out of the hug, holding my shoulders, and looking me straight in the eyes. "It is not your fault. Do you hear me? It's not your fault. It's Ravenna's fault, and you've gotten rid of her. Okay?" I began to shake my head, and Dante shook me slightly.

*I'm so sorry you're going through this. *It's not your fault,* I thought back. *None of this is your fault.* *Still. I wish I could make it better.* *You can't. No one can.*

Suddenly, a pair of large hands appeared and stopped me from falling just in time. This was similar to what happened during my first military training. However, my state of mind was very different. Back then, I felt relieved and joyful, but now there was only sadness and grief. "Eve, I didn't mean to stand you up that day. It was…" Calvin started explaining with a frown on his face. I immediately cut him off. "That's enough. I don't want to hear it. Things have gotten to this point already. You don't need to explain. Let's just remain strangers from now on."

“This is not your fault. Do you hear me? You didn’t do this. They did.” Tears streamed down her cheeks. “If something happens…”

He almost died while trying to save me and it was all my fault. “No baby, it’s not your fault.” Cross whispered to me as if he had read my thoughts. “It’s all my fault! If I had just listened to you guys then none of what happened would have happened,” I sobbed. It was really my fault and there was no sugarcoating it. “It’s not your fault and I won’t let you blame yourself.”

This was not his fault, in fact if there was anyone to be blamed, it was me. “I know. But that doesn’t change the fact that you were right, it was my mistake and I’ll have to correct it or die trying.”

"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."

“Listen to me, mother.” “No, you listen to me this time. It's not your fault that you fell unconscious and couldn't make it to the hospital. I'm not saying that they have no right to be angry at you for not showing up but this is too much. You have explained this to them already. It's not your fault at all.” “Can you listen to me for a moment?” “Fine.”