Don't Leave It's My Fault Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I know that you are worried about Sara, and I will not take what you just said to heart. But it hurts to hear you speak like that to me as if I am at fault.” I laughed, what the fuck was she saying? She was at fault. Sara was going to leave because she wanted her to, not me. so, how is it not her fault? I pushed my fucking daughter away to get her mother to take care of her, to give her what she wanted, and she is not at fault? She is right though; she is not the only one at fault. I am too. I was a fool as well for not having the balls to say no to her and for letting things get this far. “Jade, please leave before I say something I will regret.”

“Don’t… please don’t blame yourself. It wasn’t your fault.” But he recoiled, shaking his head again, tears glinting in his eyes. “It was. I failed you. I failed us. And I can’t—” His voice cracked again, and he pressed his fist against his chest, as if trying to keep himself from falling apart completely. “I left you at your worst. I left you to deal with all of it alone. The fire. The loss. The pain. You shouldn’t have had to… ” His speech fades.

“Why? It's my fault. I should not go with him in his pack.” “Nah, it's my damn fault. I should not let my Luna do those kinds of things alone…”

It it always someone's fault. I suppose I can't even blame Tristan for leaving the company, he probably felt used as much as I do. There should be no question about who gets to have the company, I think that he knows that I am right that this is all his fault because it is. I don't think that I would have been happy reaping the rewards when I was not the one who made the foundation. I couldn't be happy. I don't want the company but I am not giving up on Isabella.

“ 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…”

“How is this your fault?” “I didn’t give her drugs after she cried to sleep last night. I am a very bad mother.” “Stop that, Izabelle. You did your best. It’s not your fault. If it’s anybody’s fault, then it’s Marcel’s. I wonder what made him leave last night.”

Another lie. “You didn’t even tell me you were leaving.” “I said I was tired.” “No, Drea.” His voice was quiet. “Something happened before you left.” “Whatever the reason was, what happened to me is not your fault.” I clarified. “Yes, it is. I could’ve prevented it from happening.” He mumbled, looking down at his hands. “Hey,” I called out, and he looked at me. “It’s not your fault. I was the one who chose to leave. You didn’t have control over that so it’s not your fault okay?”

“Whats going through your head right now? Don’t tell me you’re starting to think all of this is your fault?” I turn. “And whose fault is it if not mine,” I snap, pointing to my chest. “Tell me, Dave, how can I go see her when it’s my fault she suffered an accident that made her forget her past? It’s always my fault. If I hadn’t said those cruel things to her that night, if I hadn’t told her I was leaving, then maybe… maybe she wouldn’t have run out and gotten into that damn accident.” “But you couldn’t help it,” Dave cuts in quickly. “You did what you thought was right. You were trying to protect her.”

"I clearly failed. I failed to protect you." "Don't you dare blame yourself for that! It was my fault I took that risk. You put those guards outside the house to keep me safe. But it was me who didn't listen to them. So whose fault is it? Me. So stop torturing yourself for the thing you didn't do, again."

I never want to leave him on his bad days but I don't want another catastrophe to revolve around his family because of me. I know its my fault for making myself selfish but it's my heart and when it didn't even listen to me, what am I supposed to do?