Everlasting Mistake 소설 & 이야기

I drank all the alcohol from the can and then opened another. "Why?" Mommy sat down in front of me and hugged me. Everything is in turmoil. Lianne didn’t talk to me a month ago. Her parents are mad at me and about Cassandra, I don't know either. I thought that was the only mistake I had made. I was surprised to learn that it wasn't. She got pregnant, and I didn’t know what to do anymore. "Liro, let's talk!" I immediately went to where Lianne was. I want to explain. I want her back. This is a mistake. There is a misunderstanding here.

Miriam said sniffing hard. “You were a big mistake Carlos, a very big mistake that should never happen again!” Miriam said, throwing the last items into the fire.

The waiter around thirty five grinned slightly at the butler who was currently staring at her earnestly. "Actually one week ago I made a mistake." "What mistake?" urged the butler with a serious face. Her forehead, which was filled with wrinkles, seemed to wrinkle deeply as she waited for one of her woman to make a confession. Really she didn't know that Angela had just made a mistake. "I dropped the late Mrs Sarah's picture frame in Mr Elvis's den while cleaning his room one week ago." "Then?" Magda urged impatiently. All the servants who were there were just as impatient as Magda. For them the mistake that Angela had made was a fatal mistake because all this time Elvis was known as a fierc

the owner asked. Overwhelmed, Eulalia temporarily shut down her senses. She saw the man's mouth moving but couldn't hear him. She grabbed the chair for support but stumbled and fell again, her hair covering her face like a madwoman. Her hand was scraped by the chair, but she seemed not to feel it. She stood up unsteadily, her voice hoarse. "He's dead. I was a mistake from the start." She had mistaken Percival for the one who saved her at eight years old, worshipping a cruel demon for years.

One million--should she sign a lifelong contract with Extraordinary Entertainment for that amount? She knew Extraordinary Entertainment had a lifelong contract system. If she signed one, she would be a lifelong employee of Extraordinary Entertainment, essentially selling herself. She would lose her freedom for a lifetime, with no value whatsoever. Was she really going to do this? If this could bring some consolation to her father, she seriously considered it. "Miss Everhart, right?" As she was thinking, the person showing her the house arrived. It was a young girl, looking quite familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.

He paused and went on, “It's a reminder of a mistake I made.” "A mistake?" I repeated, my mind racing at what I heard. Evan's eyes darkened, and he looked away. “It's been long. I hate to talk about it. Let's just forget.” He said. “We have to go to the library now; it's late.” My gaze didn't waver; I wanted to know how he got this. “I am not interested in going to the library again. What mistake is that, Evan?” This time he looked at me, his eyes sorrowful. "I was involved in something terrible. It's been a long time. A woman died. And I..." His voice cracked.

“Why do you make everything so...ridiculous?” “Because you make it too easy,” I replied, my grin refusing to fade. “Look, Eloise, I’m not the one calling kisses ‘mistakes’ like they’re typos in a text message. A mistake is forgetting your wallet, not...that. not almost having an intercourse” “It was a mistake,” she snapped, finally meeting my eyes. “I was exhausted, emotional, and not thinking straight. And I’m sorry if that bruises your massive ego, but it’s the truth.”

“Oh! Then you had an affair with his beloved son. How do I put it? You are tired of old blood, and wanted something fresh,” “Stop it!” I yelled. “What we had was a mistake, a mistake I wish I could reverse. We were both damn drunk. It was just a one-night fling that wasn't meant to happen, and it will never happen again,” “Oh a fling! I like the sound of that. And how are you sure it won't happen again. You know what, that night was one hell of a night I can't easily do away with,” “Suit yourself, and mind you, you ought to give me some respect here, I am your father's wife,” I warned.

he promised us in tears. I held his hand and squeezed it. I turned to mom, I could see she was crying too. "Son, no is perfect. At some point in our lives, we will make terrible mistakes and making such mistakes is not the most important thing. The important thing, son, is that you realize your mistake and are ready to change for it. No matter what you do, even if you are far away from us and your brother, we will always be delighted when you turn back to us. We love you so much, Isabella. "

Instead, I had chosen to agree with her, for peace to reign. But the truth was, her last words lingered in my mind, a haunting reminder of the depth of her pain. "Mistakes are what make us human," she had said, her voice carrying a blend of reproach and understanding. "We regret them, but they also make the best of us." Her words resonated with a profound truth, one that I couldn't escape.